HEAVY WEATHER

A low rumbling

a quiet menace brooding

on the horizon

 

a language of sounds

ominous clouds

above the reach

of man

 

evil markings

retire day’s shadows

relinquishing serene space

to a greater force

heavy weather

reflects in eyes

gazing upward

 

rain

presses onto the souls

of mortals.

 

 

 

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