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About This Poem
Storm Climax
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My closed eyes can see
Lines and rows of running rain
A rainbow of sounds
On roof, leaves, and ground
Song of rain falls everywhere
A restful white noise
Unseen lightning brings
A roar to mate land in heat
Primal shiver-sin
Reverberant sound
Sky has been ripped and shakes
Waves of noise collide
Furious moans fade
Thunder’s ecstasy’s over
An exhaust lover
Tomorrow morning
Bliss of children will splash sky
Puddles of heaven
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