|
| |
Severe Thunderstorm
It came in waves, the wind and rain,
With just a clap of thunder,
But while it raged, it seemed insane,
Surroundings ripped asunder.
Then it would stop, the branches stilled;
The sky would start to lighten,
Forecast promises fulfilled,
With just enough to frighten.
When bam! The gusts would start anew,
A downpour set for drenching
And there was nothing we could do;
The storm was all-entrenching.
It isn’t over as I write,
Though now’s the time for pausing.
I wonder if we’ll see tonight
What damage this is causing.
Copyright ©
Ilene Bauer
|
|