Sky has gone steel-blue, stone heavy

Feeble sun wears charcoal clouds–a funeral shroud

Bass drums fade in fast as growing blackness settles low

Rumblings punctuate with a resounding boom

Enter snare drums, snapping

Electronica rising

Ribbons extend from Heaven to horizon and

Vanish, instantaneous

Thunder rattles rib cages with guttural power

Sky falls down in symphony



      1. when I was a kid we spent our summers at the beach…my favourite thing was watching storms come up over the water. I loved swimming at night and when it was raining. I’m not sure I would do it now!!! Ignorance was total bliss!

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