I Am the Storm

I am warm wind rising into cold air I am surging unstable atmosphere I am the tangible feeling up there The tension in sky before I appear The ominous still before the severe I am our Mother Nature’s rebel child I am barometric deviant wild I am lightning strikes waiting to perform I am the hail and thunder reconciled A blackened midday sky. I am the storm. Oct 19, 2022 Dizain Poetry Contest – Nature Theme Sponsored by: Sotto Poet