Below is the poem entitled Splendor of the Storm which was written by poet
Sprouse. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I stand outside in the tempest,
clothes billowing, cloak whipping in the wind,
my body swaying and rocking in the gale
as the heavens burst asunder
and disgorge their incredible payload.
My heart swells with exhilaration at nature's glory,
the raw power she wields
in such a fantastic display
invigorating, tremendous to behold.
Lightning flashes all around,
a flurry of bolts lashing out at the sky;
thunder booms and rolls
through the air and earth,
shaking the ground with its potency.
I marvel at the purity of it all -
of the lightning as it travels the abyss above;
of the thunder as it quakes the bedrock below;
the sky as the dark, roiling clouds churn;
the rain as it drives down,
sheet after sheet, drop after drop,
glistening in a sheen on my face
as I stare upwards, watching all
with an expression of amazement
and cries of fierce exaltation.