Storm Filled Nights

Sinister were the clouds that emptied their kettles I lowered my umbrella and gave a defiant stare Raindrops stung my face like needle sharp nettles Daringly, I squared my shoulders, letting anger flare Lightning flashed in jagged shards, trying to scare me Thunder bellowed loudly; his blatant echoes roared I stood my ground, straight and tall as a Sequoia tree bracing myself against the wind as the deluge poured Behind an opaque black veil, stars remained hidden shrouded as they were on another foul-weather night Memories claimed me as they hastened, unbidden to sear my broken heart again. I felt the flames ignite Thunder no longer rumbled. No more lightning bolts I wanted to believe that I'd tamed the vicious storm but ferocious winds howled, "Humans are such dolts!" Nature let me know that it was I who had to conform I trudged on with an attitude of contemptuous disdain Bitter at the blustery weather, howling like a banshee I faced the night head-on, fighting the torrent of pain Once again, I broke free in a courageous act of apogee January 1, 2022 ~