Awesome.
Portentous is storm.
Thick and heavy this afternoon air
projects an impending doom everywhere.
Frightening is lightning.
Leaving a film on withering green
it alters the sheen of dew pooled in each leaf.
Numbing is thunder
Wide but blueless the sky-scape here
warily waits as pregnant with wet gale threatens.
Awful is louring mauve.
Suddenly rumbling sounds decibel-loud
and clashing drowns voices in scurrying crowd.
I see a large tree shaking prior to
the strike,
speedy
zig-zag
hot lines
decapitate,
slashing at
old spalted
oaken core,
strips it bare,
groaning the
trunk heaves,
smoking side,
sighs as skin
splits and
bark rips while
trembling leaves
slide into heated
inferno to stay alive
no more then roots weep
as tree shudders, tumbling to die.
Awesome is forked white-lightning.