Sun extinguished, inner light shines forth
Keep the gloom at bay
Wind swept fields
Bracing for the rain
The black shapes
Blanketing the sky
Lightning strikes
Turn a blind eye
A memory saved
Of summer storms
No longer afraid
Tag Archives: Storms
Forecast Warning
Foreboding horizon
Dark skies approach
First a distant rumbling
Then the sudden cold
Wind, rain and thunder rolls
Like waves, the crashing lightning
Silhouettes of the oaks
Bent like a coward’s back
Under threat from summer skies
Painted shades of grey and black
Weather closes in
Gathers ’round my head
The rain comes crashing down
Drowning out the din
The unnatural world
Lost in the torrent
Lost in the storm
A downpour lament
A swelling, creeping shore
Find Spring
Try to outrun the weather
Clouds sever, disconnected from the sun
Bearing down
Storm brewing in the door yard
Hard rain
Soil begging for days
The dry spell is over
Sky coming down in waves
Invisible Threat
A terror gale sweeps the land
It’s time to hunker down
Don’t fly away
Make an anchor of yourself
Wind felling trees
There’s no escape
Just try to plant your feet
Precursor
The storm carried on, thoughtless
Product of cause and effect
Bearing down on sense of security
Weathering confidence
Things oft change in a hurry
Will we plunge into night?
Will we huddle up, warm under flickering lights?
Blighted trees, twisting in the wind
Know this
Your first taste of spring
Stay the Course
Relax for a breath, then again into the sea
Massive swells
Threat of capsizing
Brace
Take it head on
Don’t turn your bow
There’s nowhere to run
Don’t succumb
Don’t take on water
From the blue above, to the dark blue under
Middle Weather
The cold rain falls
Wind whips it helter skelter
Change of seasons upon us
Still caught in the grips of winter
March comes hither
In like a lion
Roaring, clawing at windows
Best take shelter
Then, out like a lamb
Strange days on a northern strand
Wind Wail
Sun sets, giving rise to the wind
Scouring the earth
Leaves little but oblivion
Destruction in its’ wake
Another night, feeling nearby timbers quake
Awake
Suspended by thin nerves
Cataclysm
Wailing through the woods
Shuddering Gale
Buffeted
Awning bucks in the wind
Tree trunks tremble
Torn limb from limb
Lights flicker
Early warning in effect
Windows shudder as I’m taking two steps back
Violent forces knocking at the door
Deadbolt and bar
Weathering the storm
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