electricity fillin’ up the sky
one mississippi two mississppi
a low rumble down the ways
two miles, I say half asleep
I wake up to a
thump, thump, thump, thump
drips from the roof tapping my window seal
cool, wet breath on my face
and the trees slowly touch one another
reminding me of that brilliant dance
with her,
half way touching
and moving
electricity, again
one mississippi two mississippi three mississippi
quiet rumble, like the sound of water rushing over your head
a little less awake I say,
‘it’s moving away’
trees sway less
I am aware of the stagnant air
that now fills my space
but I smell the dampness
it is comforting
the storm, it is gone for now
but I am asleep
one leg in, one leg out
to keep the balance of warm and cool
I miss the sounds of storm
of wind making trees stretch
wet road smell
but then there is bright and breeze
a bird singing its dream
and I am awake.
with a big breath and stretch,
Yes! I am awake, now.
5 responses to “thunderstorm”
You are absolutely astonishing, Josh!! You MUST absolutely try to publish your poetry. I refuse to call it “writings”. It is so much more and you are doing yourself a disservice by not publishing it……..or at least trying!!!!!!!!!!
Yep. Rain is coming..
🙂
Fabulous
Josh, Please, tell us that you are okay and that the tornado didn’t affect you or your family? I, for one, am worried about you. Thanks!!