A Thunderstorm

When you don’t expect a thunderstorm,
It sure can take its toll,
Being at the mercy of a power
Out of your control.

You can hide or duck for cover
Or confront it and get soaked,
For the rage that it embodies
Needs no cause to be provoked.

And eventually it passes
Which, for everybody’s sake,
Is a welcome calm, but repercussions
Linger in its wake.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Greenhough Avatar
August 4, 2024 at 1:45 PM
The thunderstorm seasons soon to begin. I enjoyed the description
Rigoler Avatar
August 3, 2024 at 9:43 PM
Where I live summer thunderstorms are often frighening! It's not the thunder I fear, it's the lightening! I've written a few poems on the subject using language as vividly as possible to recreate the experience a second time! – Maurice
Allison Avatar
August 3, 2024 at 5:46 PM
I'm not a fan of thunderstorms - dont mind the lightning but the bangs and crashes are far too close for comfort - several properties were hit in a storm a few years ago and need total re builds - scary stuff indeed. hugs jan xx
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