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Thursday, September 3, 2015

The night storm..

I heard the thunder the lightning the wind
Each one with a moment that it would begin
Rousing the plant-lets and blowing the trees
Storm clouds  were releasing a harrowing breeze

Soaking the earth floor and washing away
Everything dusty: the remnants of  day
Noisy-ness greatness and powerful-ness galore
Joined up together and knocked on my door.

Flashes of lightning in more than one stroke
Lit up the places where light bulbs were broke
Dazzled and frazzled and awed at one time
My spirit was ignited and penned down this rhyme

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