The clouds dark and moving fast as waves passing one beneath the otherI'm staying out here thoughI'll not run for coverThe hair on my neck standsin the realization of chanceBut I ....I will take them too ahh this thunder dance The winds hiss through the screen porch they cool my anxst and angerNo there's no threat to the storms I will face down the dangerDark saunters in and the rain beginsto pelt the tin roof above This unknown eternally electrified this presence of danger I love
Okay, okay... I'll appreciate the torrential downpour that I was just blessed with; since you put it so eloquently
Not me! I'd run to the basement! haha.But I like the poem, the rhythm and intensity of it!
Hi Brenda , No stay here on the screened porch with me ,I'm scared !heheh
Ha ha... I can't blame ya! We had golf ball-size hail two days ago that kept me flinching!
Thanks Cat -for your always being there !........oxoxo
How could I not be? xoxo
As lightning continues to flashAnd a bolt of thunderMakes its markWhile the wind whipsAbout wildlyJust love storms
Gypsy , You and I both !........:-}
Cat , its just so nice to share !
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