Hurricane
The wild driving winds
Breathe his fury
Uprooting trees and tearing shingles from houses
The driving rains
His cold angry tears
Drenching everything in its wake
The black thunder
His stomping footsteps
People quake at his rage
The bolts of lightning
The fire shooting from his stormy eyes
Striking houses splitting trees
The turbulent dark clouds
The rolling black anger on his brow
The wild winds,
The driving rains,
The lightning,
The dark clouds,
All this;
Sinister,Beautiful,Devastating,
A Hurricane
Copyright © Jenina Hanson | Year Posted 2011
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