Dark clouds gathering
rain beating down, swirling,
thunder roaring
lightning flashing
crackling down to earth
Electrified air -
- turning into malevolent eyes
Shock - gasping for breath
We just had a storm in Virginia and this was a perfect read :) Lol....
Storms are not my favorite thing, but your poem recreates them quite well. Makes me quiver. Good job.
Sometimes a storm does feel malevolent; and the thunder seems to know your name- and the lightning, where you are hiding from it! Lovely verse.
Succinct and descriptive. The shock part reminds me of how brief and ferocious some storms can be. The other shock thing is when a thunder clap seems to boom above your home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Now this is what I call prose at its best and you, my friend are magnificent at both prose AND poetry.