person riding a bicycle during rainy day
Photo by Genaro Servín on

All night long the rain does fall,

thunder booming, lightning cracking.

Wind is whipping blowing all

the trees to the ground, snapping.

The streets are a river

loaded with floating debris,

cars under water

and floating away free.

Mother nature is such a beast.

Slow in her anger then violent

in her wrath.  At the very least

we can weather what was sent.

Though we suffer loss of power,

loss of services, and general chaos,

none have died.  Now our

lives can continue, more or less.


If you enjoy these poems perhaps you might like to read POEMS: AN EXPLORATION OF LIFE.  My first book now available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle worldwide.

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