Stormy Day At the Beach

Lightning crackles at the dawn of light The mother seagull squawks at such a sight Whipping wind whistles through the trees As the branches pull wind tears the palm leaves Thunder shudders and rattles the seas Waves crash against the soggy sand where I sit on my knees The storm sounds angry, the wind howls Rain pelts my back as I stand and the thunder growls I look to the sky, dark, swirling and foul That’s my cue to run to my car I’m parked by the pier, so I don’t have to run far What a shame the rain is I wanted to wait for the stars Laying in soft sand gazing is my favorite past time Trekking across sandy beaches, finding small bluffs to climb Getting lost is like finding home all over again Making me feel like my existence isn’t in bane Now I’m just soaking wet like the miserable storm clouds above Ruining the day at the beach that I so love