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Darkness Creeps
For a moment, brief as it was
there was light at dawn
but now
the darkness begins to creep in
slow and methodic edging, along the horizon
there - far off in the distant
paler shades of gray grow as if night
and the wind gusts wild, restless
teasing, tossing, taunting the trees
as the temperature drops
and humidity rises, the haze becomes thick
then rubs off steaming in the clouded sky
followed by flashes of light flickering in pulses
glowing with quick short illumination
bound by claps of thunder echoes
and then the rain falls, downpours
pouncing hard, quick, fast, steady with intensity
like bubbling grease in the pan
and the darkness takes hold
creeping in the hidden shadows
of the mid-afternoon June storm.
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Dm Babbit
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