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
Copyright © Hat Bueckert | Year Posted 2022
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