A Storm

Storm raged winnowing out the fen Panic clustered in the heart of glen we two were out not knowing the fact We will be caught in the act The young storm gave us a real scare Hanging like a spider in mid air Beckoned us on to her fuzzy golden web We embraced each other the storm in rave We fought against the divulging squall Trees were falling under convulsing wall We kissed and kissed with our love in lug The storm was laughing naked and smug When sun rose with his rosy pink face We were watching the hues of God's grace. Pick a Subject - Poetry Contest Sponsor Shadow Hamilton Subject: Storm 1st February, 2015