The sky is angry
With deafening thunder,
And flashing lighting
As the rain pours.
Non-stop for five hours
The cry goes on and on,
Like there's no tomorrow
Perhaps there really isn't.
I am rolled up in bed
Under the sheets,
Listening to the agony
Fearful of the howling wind.
The slashing rain ferocious
Bangs against my windows
Searching me out, calling
As I cower deeper in my bed.
*Photo by Jill Burrow from Pexels
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