Prelude To a Storm
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I woke under heavy grey skies of morning,
foreshadowing of a tropical storm warning
Gently, the rain was falling in a drizzling mist,
nurturing botannicals as though being kissed
Just a little wind but torrential rain I will get
It's hurricane season so everything gets wet
This one's not expected to be brazen like Katrina
No hurricane could have ever been much meaner
I've plenty of food and water in case I lose power
and if I do I've candles plenty to last hour after hour
Pen and paper to write poetry even in dimmest light
I'll hunker down, wait it out through tomorrow night
Two days on hold from this storm to be called Cindy
She'll bluster and I'll cuss her if she becomes too windy
And when the angry storm has finally passed me by
I'll wake to bright sunshine and a beautiful blue sky
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2017
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