AN APPROACHING STORMA Poem by KCthelastboyscout
An overview of blue sky suddenly disappears with the arrival of roving dark clouds
Day turns to night within minutes Calm, dry air turns into a strong, cool breeze It causes the trees to sway back and forth in unison A loud, whistling sound is provided for all to hear These are the signs of a force of nature on the precipice of looming danger about to happen Look up at the sky A ominous sight The end of days in the guise of darkness Flashes of lightning The distinct smell of impending rain Take cover Find shelter The first teardrops from heaven begin to fall A storm is no longer coming... It is here © 2018 KCthelastboyscoutAuthor's Note
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