Catastrophe

Catastrophe 

The quiet noise stood still
As a rumbling ensued underfoot 
Droplets of rain danced
On my scalp
On my brain
A wave splashed
And tickled my toes
A wrinkle on my forehead 
A crease on my nose
Lightening struck
Catastrophe broke
I sighed deeply 
The emptiness of a pause
I drew from the well a breath 
For doubt 
For uncertainty
It drizzled 
A shadow of daylight 
A torch
A baton 
A discipline 
Hands to hips 
Struggle overcome 





Marckincia Jean
Free verse 
09/09/19
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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