Thunderstorm
The sky rumbles and grumbles,
As cold wind moves swiftly ,
Lightning flashes illuminate the dark clouds ,
Dirt and dusts dance to this rhythm,
As zinc roofing sheets drum along ;
Branches of trees add vibes to this music,
The sky grumbles explosively again,
Legs running to hide and heads hiding for cover;
Tasty soil rejoices for aqua is about to come;
Praying mantis, duck and farmers prayers are about to be answered,
‘Pratatata….boom! ‘the sky speaks again,
As sprays of water fall on the land.
DATE:8-12-2016
CONTEST:Wordscapes by John Hamilton
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