Storm Riders Poem by Helen Gaudin
Storm Riders
The 4.30 dark under stormy skies
The cold slap of rain
The push and shove of wind
Storm riders flowing through the streets
Sharp spike of lightning
The flash of light in the storm
A bite of cold against exposed fingers
Storm riders sky born rumbling thunder
The watery shine of the car lights
Flowing forward
Reflexes need to be quick
As Storm riders draw darkness over the world
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