Thunder cracked and split a booming blast,
darkness shut the sunlight with one whap,
winds whirled wide and slapped me like a gnat,
rain encased within a cloud-filled sky
pelted passionate pellets till I die.
Lightning stung dark clouds and lit the night,
as day passed on and waved a sad good bye,
wind a swirl threw its tantrum true,
tearing trees and tossing them askew.
Tag: storm
The Storm by L. M. Montes
Shadows rise when thunders rumble,
decimating me till I crumble,
carry me, I ask,
to safety, which I lack,
so that I may not tumble.
Alas the lightning strikes,
brightening life I do not like,
at times, it’s bad,
and even, so sad,
but I remain upright.
Water’s Edge by L. M. Montes
Quietly by the shore
The waves roll softly o’er my feet.
I gaze out upon the sea,
Diamond like sun crystals
Twinkle on mirrored waters.
Clouds, pillowy puffs,
Sweep gently across an ice blue sky,
Sea blown breezes whisper through my hair.
In the distance, seagulls,
Swooping and swaying,
Sing their victory song.
Tis joyous to see such beauty,
When inner thunders storm.
Like rains of hurricanes,
Wind whipped blows—-
Seem to never cease.
But this glorious creation of sunlit skies,
Which God Himself has sent,
Has blown away my inner
Typhoon and laid my fears to rest.
Breathe fresh and breathe free,
Let go of all showers of yesterday.
Let all flow out to sea,
Never to return and bother.
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