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The Angry Sky
Intruding the evening and throbbing like pain there's a gathering contusion of purple and blue that fills the horizon, and rattles the plains With a change in the air, and foreboding, it weighs turning the sky into gun-metal gray There are birds I can see, that have bent every limb, hovering high in the cottonwoods, while cocking their heads.. A hawk circles low over fields growing grain, scanning for shelter, sensing the rain Bold, unafraid, something shatters the bones of an earth that is weary, .. thirsty, and worn It scatters the birds as we look up the road where the sun has retreated and troops have composed There is pathos, confusion, in wind driven clouds swept in from the rim of darkness, and now the tongue of a serpent has severed the sky bleaching the landscape, and blinding the eye. Earth trembles in pain, dueling swords will collide Count to ten, as they say, sparks will fly once again The war isn't over……… Take cover and run! ______________________________________________________ 2/23/18 Contest: "Describe a thunder storm without the sense of sound" Sponsor: Brenda Chiri
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