American Horizon Poem by James Timothy Jarrett

American Horizon



The warmth of the sun
has faded
A memory
Stripped
by the cold
and callous wind
Grey and darkened skies
Bring ominous portent
Clouds gather
on high winds
With dark
and obvious intent
Black and malevolent
Seething,
roiling,
in the sky
We await it’s fury
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
For the storm to break
Steeling
for it’s torrent

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