Tactical Beauty Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Tactical Beauty



Watching cumulus clouds turn from white to gray and black,
a storm rolling into the valley of the sun.

One that will most likely cause some damage to people's
property when it finally hits sometime today.

A beautiful stillness, an intense calm always happening
before a storm here in Arizona.

Loving it's sense of peace before the storm, challenging
my mind to think poetically and writing intensely of what
is seen within it's tactical beauty through nature.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014
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