Storm
Unnerving silence filled the air a gloom
settling and deepening with almost complete darkness.
Storm crept within tightly packed and a bite becoming irritated through an angry filled breath with a vicious voice eased back white, yellow, orange lighting.
Fiery blooms, rough quite a sight to see so high in the sky continuously changing.
Orange fire and flickering light reflecting upon the valley
once, twice a wrenching feel escorting wet droplets of rain.
Silence was interrupted seconds later with ardent fury;
lighting once more shaking everything through and through.
Horrific freezing rage and bright lights danced while the lion filled the air with anger.
Thunder rolled across the sky,
it couldn't stop opening the stage once more fueled by adrenaline.
The Thunderbolts were out-of-control of pure terror
plummeting connecting and sinking into the soaked soil.
A surprisingly calm came over and soothed the storm within
moving on with a view off the top of the fringe trees and blue sky beyond.
2/17/2018
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2018
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