Just a little cloudy

The black sky shifted

Filling with tears of anger

 

Water dripped on my pale face

As the skies began to cry

 

Thunder began to boom,

Frightening the critters that lurked

 

I looked at the sky,

Lightened clouds by bolts of light

 

They turn a light shade of purple

As the thunder roared

 

Inside, I peak out the window

All seems calm

 

That was until,

It all began too flourish

 

 

Author's Note

It's storming :] good inspiration

Reviews

[Naomi Montana Walsh]

I love storms as inspirarion..I like the free association here..

[(:]

Uh, this was great:]
Reminded me of the beautiful part of a storm.