The Thunderstorm Poem by Billy Loving

Winds that lash
As the waves begin to crash
Twisting and turning
As the tempest continues churning
Rain beating down
As the clouds surround
All around the water does run
Disappearance of the sun
Inside the candles burn
Waiting for the electricity to return
All safe inside
Waiting for the ferocity to subside
Outside, I watch the stream
Maybe it's just a dream
As surreal as can be
Hypnotized by the swaying of the tree
Flames luminous glow
As the winds begin to slow
Patiently I wait
As the storm continues to navigate
Gentle easing
Letting up pleasing
Calmness all around
As the damage litters the ground