New Forecast
Dark clouds spins around
Ice boulders, trees bent to pray
Tornadoes deafen
A scrap of house strewn
The silence sleeps near a child
The storms aftermath
A tiger growling
In the circus' rope draped sky
Bad weather today
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2012
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