DM Babbit Poet Rhyme

Rolling Thunder

Thunder rolls, a rumbling soft then loud
 blue gray clouds hover, huff and puff then turn
 slipping passed the peeking sun yellows burn
to darkened indigo purple plummed hues
 breezes rushing in and out the trees, bruised,
stirring free in wild windy gusts
 until the pause and momentary hush, 
sea and oceans winds prevail
 away with stormy rolling thunder sails.

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Darlene De Beaulieu July 7, 2019 at 1:42 PM Hello DM Babbit, thunder is dangerous when under a tree. It is dangerous if in a shower stall. Thunder scares dogs and cats they hide under the bed. Have a nice day my friend.