I know, I haven’t posted in forever. Full time school and part time work make for a hectic schedule. I did, however, want to share this spontaneous free verse poem I wrote the other day as I sat in Starbucks watching a storm roll in. It was beautiful and I don’t think my words do it justice, but here’s my attempt. I also threw in a picture of a cool storm. So there’s that.
Gray clouds, about to burst–
Unleashing the sky’s gentle fury.
The winds warn, electrifying the air
Through which they pass.
The world comes alive,
Its greens undulating with each gentle gust,
Its blues fading to a gauzy gray.
Spring’s storm has arrived.
coffeeshopreader 
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