There will be another storm coming
Forming thunderheads on the horizon
Towering Goliath’s blacken the skies
Ready to burst like a pulsating artery
Lightening flashes waking up the night
Like a volley of tracer rounds in the sky
Thunderclaps roar like a Volcanic eruption
Seconds apart like a symphony of lights
The sky opens up like a dam bursting
Releasing a flood from the heavens above
As Hot and cold air initiate the wrath
With vengeance nature prepares her attack
Twisting and swirling, the sky begins rotating
Giving birth to a twister dropping from the sky
With violence of action, winds begin to ravage
Like a wrecking ball smashing everything in its path
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Author:
Ian Shatss (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 4th, 2022 20:31
- Comment from author about the poem: I spent a long time in the Army, mostly in the southern states and I become fascinated with thunderstorms. So, I love being able to paint a picture of how amazing nature is.
- Category: Nature
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Comments3
A graphic view of Thunderstorm in your poem. Excellent
You have painted a fantastic picture of a thunderstorm. There are frequent thunderstorms in my country and it looks and sounds just like your poem!
I love this, thunderstorms are natures way of making us remember how fragile we are, and the whole thing makes us feel alive
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