Peter Dome Poet Free verse

Ominous Skies

Ominous Skies.

Dark clouds gather
In an ominous foreboding grey Sky
White feathered gulls 
Break the tension against the inclement bleakness
Blown hither and tither 
On spread open wings 
As the wiry trees bend and quiver
At the mercy of the bellowing gusts
Leaves shake
And tendril twigs break
Strewen to the ground
As crystal goblets flop
Upon the landscape awash
On yonder green field vegetation 
And red-tiled rooftop

Boisterous rebellious wind unforgiving
Batters and shatters
Relentless power
To destroy and devour
An otherwise bright
promising day
The Bashful sun
Hides away
Behind cushions of clouds
for the day.

Peter Dome. Copyright2019.

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Anne-Lise Andresen April 27, 2019 at 2:57 PM - Sounds dramatic ... hope the sun comes out - A powerful and great writing, Peter -Nice to see you back :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Peter Dome April 28, 2019 at 2:59 PM Oh thank you kind Lady. hope you are ok. great to ne back my friend. I really appreciate your kind words take good care Pete.