Glaedr the poet
Watching The Storm - Poem by Glaedr the poet
Lightning flashes, I hear the thunder's drum
I stand transfixed by this hypnotic thrum
Dark clouds veil the sky, I feel great fear
The wind whips about me, 'will the sky ever again be clear? '
'when it does, what will have been the cost?
a mighty storm it is! how many lives will be lost? '
I ponder these things, my mind wonders free
Just as the rain begins to fall upon me
I withdraw my gaze and with a gentle stride
turn back to my house, and go inside
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