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An Imminent Summer Storm

The sun explodes through a ragged crack ripped in the clouds by rolling thunder. Exploding, battering overhead as if to pull the world asunder. Heat lightning flames in the distant sky. Count the seconds with a guarded dread in order to calculate how soon the storm will be roiling overhead. A circling, spreading bank of clouds is butting heads to gain dominion. The ultimate winner of the fight Is still a matter of opinion. The calm before the oncoming storm has appeared as if it knows its cue. Most times I like a good Summer storm But I hope this one passes on through.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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