Storm and shout

by Jem Croucher

 

The excitement of a thunderstorm
always brings a thrill
A flash of light and then the count
the waiting then until
A roll or clap of thunder
like a party in the sky
The same for when it’s miles away
or really close nearby

Mostly followed by a deluge
as raindrops kiss the ground
Accompanied by an echo
of the fading thunder sound
And then the flash of light again
as the stormfront closes in
Then I just have to shout out loud
with excitement in the din

 

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