Photograf of the Storm
I'm on the beach
and this afternoon two storms collided.
actually three,
if we count my own inner tempest,
watching in amazement
the titanic fight of the elements.
the rain fell in columns
flooding everything in a few moments.
the wind did the rest,
knocking down trees, roofs
and walls made of cement.
I escaped scared but unharmed,
now I'm ready to narrate with respect
the gigantic fury that caused so much torment.
Copyright © Marco Chies | Year Posted 2022
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment