Cyclonic Storm
Dawn arrived beleaguered
and redrew the peaks
across a bruised sky that churned
a displeased blue and pewter.
Soon lightening, a brilliant white
with titanium opacity,
crackled with scraunches
and screeches across the horizon.
Rain labored brutishly
against the grueling winds
savaging the already sodden,
soppy, soupy earth.
Multi-dimensional, phantasmagoric,
noctidial nightmare till, conterminally,
the broken sky refashioned itself
in vivid electric pink and tangerine.
Copyright © Linda Alice Fowler | Year Posted 2023
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