The Storm

  • Posted on September 6, 2011 at 12:41 pm

A silver thread

Outlines the fluffy cloud

As thunder rumbles

And lightening strikes the ground.

Large raindrops fall

Dotting the grond below

Slowly, deliberately

The precursor to the show.

The wind begin to bow

Warning what’s to come

As a cloud opens up

Bursting, the dam undone.

Puddles form

Some shallow, others deep

Making me wonder

Why the sky weeps.

I upturn my face

Eyes close to the rain

Smiling with relief

As it washes away my pain.


Written By: K. M. Perry

10 July 10

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