Storm's of Memory
i felt the tempest coming
onslaught umbrage
from darkest skies
its thunder rumbled
in endless echoes
across the grains
of mountain's rock
i saw it flash
its arrant light
piercing through
the tips of trees
emanating
crimson trails
upon the ground
i stood
in its pools
of blood
as if assailed
in its draft
its winded breath
piercing through my heart
like wounded love
i saw you there
momentarily
blinking in
and out
of the shadows
of memories
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2019
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