Lightning flashes across the night sky
Turning darkness into light
Thunder rumbles deep and long
Shaking the ground like an earthquake.
Stiff winds howl through the trees
Branches whipping back and forth
Driving rain pelting the earth
Tiny puddles growing into pools.
Creatures burrow deeper
In their shelters seeking refuge
Grass and tender plants laid flat
From the onslaught of the storm.
10 thoughts on “A Bit of Poetry for Friday”
What a day this is turning out to be – can’t do without it and can’t do with too much of it.
And yet, there are others that rejoice in the small puddles – watch carefully, and see —– life take hold 🙂
You are so right. What one sees as a pain in the neck, another sees joy.
I’d take one of those puddles right about now!
Nothing better than stomping in puddles!
Was this truly your day or did something else inspire you? We could use some of this in Calif!
We were having an early morning storm which helped. Thank you. I hope you get some rain soon, you certainly need it.
Take care and have a good weekend.
I would be one of those creatures burrowing deeper.
You poor thing, AJ hated storms too. I always felt so bad for him.
You have presented a lovely picture of heavy rainfall
Thank you Padmini