Stormy Thoughts

Watching a thunder storm from a window can invoke many thoughts.

           Stormy Thoughts

                              A barrage of thunder came from the sky.
                              Black clouds forming, and rolling by.
    
                              lighting ablaze, the thunder growled in.
                              I gazed from the window,
                              pane against chin.

                              The wind grew stronger, trees took flight.
                              we were in store, for a rough bumpy night.

                              The rain came down, hard and fast.
                              Asking myself . How long will this last?

                              A thought came to me, as i watched the show.
                              What did the Indians do, long ago ?

                              Nestled in Tepee , flap down tight.
                              What did they do , on rough bumpy nights ?

                              Did they sing to the heavens, to muffle the noise?
                              Did they cuddle in close , to protect their girls and boys ?

                              BOOM !!! went the thunder, brought me right back.
                              Lighting bolts down, with a flash and a crack!

                              As the rain sheeted the window,
                              I was trapped in the glare,
                              Hypnotized by water, stuck in a stare.

                              Wagon train, out on the trail.
                              Storms rolled in, dispensing large hail.

                              Horses running, in a life saving flight.
                              Pots and pans crashing, were sounds in the night.

                              HAW! HAW! with a slap of the reins.
                              Hat was a fortress , from the hail stone pains.

                              BOOM!!! BOOM!!! i arose from my slumber.
                              Gratefully in a house, made of sturdy lumber.
                               

Reviews

[rose with love]

I love its structure, I love the rhyming (especially the rhyming, is killing me, is perfect) and I love the imagery :)

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Love the imagery you create in this wonderful,charming poem:)

[Raven Starhawk]

Stormy thoughts are the creature's way of dealing with life. ^^* Anyway this was written to perfection. Beginning, middle and end are married together in perfect harmony.

[penless writer]

Light hearted, fun read, excellent rhyming and Sunk in just like a breeze.

[Dove]

Very nice and you chose great rhymes. You are an amazing writer. I love reading your work. This poem is very organized and you have great structure.