Thunder

We’re all under thunder

How do we we overcome

The wicked herald cracks out the whip of the ever dreaded blackened thumb

Don’t waste the time behind the clouds and lightning bolts

Enough time has passed

Who are you trying to impress with those?

Under thunder

Long wind and plunder

The battles around

Swirling tornados

In heartfelt wonder

We’re all under thunder

The storm brewing

Slowing and swirling

Where will you run for cover

Don’t get wet

Try not yet

But don’t let go when we’re all under thunder

Under thunder

Blinding

Lightning

Why do we do this

Strive for the top shiny tulips

The Sunday

The weekdays

We’re all under thunder

It’s not time to break for lunch yet

Don’t tell him you heard it

Around and around the tree and garden

Heaven knows that the storm is

Guarding

Barking up the wrong tree

I’m failing to see the misery

In the melody

This mirror doesn’t reflect me

Thunder

Crash

Crushing weight

The thunderstorm falls heavily

The weights are no longer on me

Under thunder

Have you danced in the rain while the drums

Drum

Drum

The thunder to the rhythm

Splash

Jump

The puddles will turn into lakes

We’re under thunder

Dance or run for cover

The choice will

Show the storm who knows

We’re all under thunder

The poems that come in the small hours of the night. The ones that come and just spill out of you. This is a very rare time to share one of those. Thanks for reading!