The Coming Storm Poem by Fiona Eris Strand

The Coming Storm

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Coming storm
blackens the sky,
looming, black sheet metal
threat, covering everything.
I examine myself in
the mirror,
and I'm satisfied
for now
with myself inside
and out.
If this is the last
day,
before I am swept up
in torrents of
wind and sleet,
I can at least say
I was content for this
one day.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 27 January 2012

A nice flowing poem. A great write.

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