Storm Clouds Poem by Helen Crutchett

Storm clouds gather
feeling the chill shivering,
I close the window ~

Watching silent movies
I smooth my dishevelled hair,
Stir my coffee now as cold
as my body ~

The grey somber waves thunder,
crashing over an unforgiving shoreline.
The lighting, disturbs and
electric emotions fire within me ~

The storm goddesses are angry
but I am beyond caring,
let them fight amongst themselves
I'm ready to face the storm.~