Tempest Temper

We, like the birds outside, huddle inside, while a

severe thunderstorm swoops down at nightfall

with heavy rain, flood warnings, high wind gusts

lightning exploding everywhere

Not interested in the ground, blinding electric white arms

poke through the clouds, arc jaggedly back around up to

stab and jab at neighboring cloud bellies repeatedly

We, like the birds, huddle and watch

TR

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