Sunday, August 4, 2013

distant thunder

lightning dances
in the sky behind clouds of
grey and black
high above me
to the west and
north, the wind blows towards me
it looks like fireworks exploding in the
night sky and I hear the distant
growl of thunder approaching


  1. I don't know how odd it is, but I love the sound of thunder and watching lightening. Very neat poem.

  2. I am not a fan of thunder and lightening. I have been in a house when it was struck twice now - and am not anxious to experience the third.
    I can see its beauty, but still don't like it.


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