Storms roll in, ragged and rumbling,
Inundating my senses.
Luxurious in their darkness,
Ebony emissaries of August's impending end.
Nearer they creep, and all grows quiet.
Calm reigns momentarily, to be shattered by
Explosions of light, sound and precious moisture.
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A/N: I just looked out my office window and this happened.
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Dana Crandell
Dad, Stepdad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.
Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist
My poetry collection: Life, Love & Ludicrosity
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