L Milton Hankins Poet Free verse

First Thunderstorm

First thunderstorm
     of the season
     rolling through
     with a vengeance,
Dark gray clouds
     boiling over
     booms of thunder
     threatening,
Lightning
     in the distance.
The trees
     are trembling
     with fear,
Birds are hiding
     taking refuge,
     protecting
     their nests,
Any minute now
     the deluge.  

written April 11, 2022

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Caren Krutsinger April 12, 2022 at 1:12 PM You are getting me ready for what we expect in Kansas tonight " booms of thunder threatening, Lightning in the distance." L Milton Hankins April 12, 2022 at 1:47 PM From what I am reading and hearing from the weather people, you need to batten down the hatches, Caren. Supposed to be really severe weather in your area.

Bill Baker April 12, 2022 at 7:30 AM It's spring, and the showers and thunderstorms cometh! Timely poem my friend, write on! Bill L Milton Hankins April 12, 2022 at 8:57 AM Thanks, Bill. You have been on a Milt-reading binge. Thanks so much for taking this much time with my scribbling.