A Downpour of Torrential Rain
A downpour of torrential rain is all I see
out my sill so clear with dark intensified-
I see the thrashing from lightning on my willow tree,
as this thunderstorm is a cyclone personified.
I can sense the squall through my veins,
feel the resonating vibrations of hail on my roof-
Soon only devastating destruction remains,
I am astounded by the clouds; stoic and aloof.
The temperatures rise and fall without warning,
August shouldn’t be this cold during the day-
I know I shall awake tomorrow morning
to damages on my lawn and down by the bay.
The staggering rage of mother nature has begun,
a tempest in the worst possible degree-
I long for the moment I can see the western sun,
a downpour of torrential rain is all I see.
February 25, 2018
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