She walked outside the air sacristy quiet
The sky as black as a devils soul
Bulging heavy and foreboding
Sooty clouds churned and rolled
Buckling with aqueous weight
She hugged herself tight
Jutting her chin in brave defiance
As a cacophonous boom reverberated the night
Rupturing the tomb like silence
The atmosphere dense insistent
Heavens vault dragged open its rusty gate
Thundering angry clouds billowed and escaped
Lightening struck with silver tentacles bleeding into the land
One droplet splashed her face dripping a dirtless trail
Then a sheet of pinging needles collided into a heavy gale
As the feral sky spewed its spite against her and the adamant earth
Pools of water joined together rising over her feet
Surging through her toes the mud swirled and sucked
She stood still her feet rooted waiting her fate
The deafening downpour refused to abate
Lashing down in powerful urgency
Demanding acknowledgment no mercy
But on she stood her clothes drenched her fists clenched
A strangled cry escaped her she begged to feel
But all she saw were her sodden clothes she reeled
Turning back she went inside her empty house
To sit in the dark cavern of her loneliness and wait
Poem by Wendy Norman (Seafarrwide)
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