Lightning Streaks

The lightning, it was over bright,
streaks through dark clouds and thunder sounds;
exposing itself —enchanting.
The lightning, it was over bright,
with imminent incandescence—
a ravishing sight on the grounds.
The lightning, it was over bright,
streaks through dark clouds and thunder sounds
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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June 17, 2016 at 10:46 AM
I'm so glad I don't know what a triolet is... that means this is a perfect rant... I love it. Skat (I'm going to look it up)
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June 17, 2016 at 10:13 PM
I'll take it as a compliment rather than a comment. And I am glad you liked it... :)
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