the sky is dreary in these evenings
grey and low, pregnant and about to burst
Wind whistles mournfully
the trees and grass bow down
Lightning flashes a warning across the sky
illuminating a picturesque country town
Thunder murmurs, a low rumble to scare
a flock of birds scatters an flies
Rain falls rhythmically
pitter-patter on the green tin roof
darkly dotting the sidewalk and street
a little girl laughs and splashes
as Puddles form and fill
Rain falls faster, frantic, and louder
people hurry indoors
Lightning streaks across the sky
Thunder crashes
a pine tree splinters and burns
Ice softballs plummet to the ground
the sound of car alarms and shattered glass
herald the entrance of the main event
Wind howls and spins angrily
darting, dodging, dancing
through the little town
picking and choosing targets
cars fly across the landscape
like futuristic prototypes
trees are uprooted, knocking the cars to earth
some houses explode while others escape
Suddenly everything stops.
thinking, then disappearing
leaving only colors and distruction
1 comment:
I enjoyed reading this - what award did you win?
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