A Brewing Storm
anger, anxiety, fear, howl, natural disasters, nature, seasons,
A Brewing Storm ©
Thunder and Lightning, ‘Me Oh My’!
Blasts and ‘vamps’ its warring symbolic call
Ceiling clouds roll in a ‘smoking’ broil simmer
Pressures build, stirred to exploding crescendos
Light-bolted charges sent to spike a ground
Heavens open and release bright fire bolts down
Blackness is now showing cut sliced silvery veins
Few if more 'rests' between a signature storms charge
Will stay the night for a short reprieve to woo us into not
Sending in their hushes before the dramatic storm slammer
Is its 'gift' of quietness for reflection to what comes next
Beware, time to take a breath and watch and listen, listen!
Copyright © Diane M Quinlan | Year Posted 2015
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