The Storm Poem by Sam Jones

The storms rising
Heavens toll
Boom boom boom
Thunder at my door.

Clap of thunder
Rolls back from on high
Doors blown open
Mayhem inside

Enter the tide
As wind and noise fills the void
Breach is wide
Clawing from outside

Clap of thunder
Rolls back from on high
Doors blown wide
Dark figures come inside

Loud and ferocious
Filled with anger
Cowering on the floor
Eyes in the storm

Power in its fury
Silence in its wake
Dark figures leave
No mistake

The beast moves on
And the earth quakes
The storm passes
And all is calm again