my nanny used to say it was the angels bowling.
the blinds start rattling; the wind is slamming doors
and flinging curtains.
the rain comes in tiny drops. i hear it tapping
leaves and sidewalk and cars.
the clouds are fierce, like heavenly mountains.
they crackle and flash,
and BOOM! - it sounds like boulders cracking -
like giants hurling stones against
a cliffside.
the sunlight is filtered into an eerie glow.
is it the gods at war? is it the sport of titans?
i hear it rolling over my head, great and
terrible, with only the silvery clouds
shielding me from calamity.
then quickly as it came, the thunder rumbles
away into the distance, and the rain rolls in
like a crystal curtain,
glittering in the slanted sunlight.
Author notes
i almost wish the sun hadn't come back out.
the clouds were gorgeous.
whachu think?
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I love the visual on this
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great
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