The clouds come-gripping the trees too tightly
Spreading like a disease in the sky
A haphazard wind darts nervously breathing in short puffs across the water
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Pushing it sullenly to the shore of the lake that devours its rhythm
The storm comes now with heavy footsteps through the sky
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Trespassing on brooding clouds bringing them to frenzied anger
Like fists hail pounds the ground and lake below
Pockmarking it and descending like bullets into the water
Colorless raindrops compete with hail following each other to their death
While excessive leaves wander aimlessly in the murky air
Denuding some of the trees, bracing themselves for their destinations
The trees do a dance of contrition offered up to the storm
Who will not forgive them today
Precarious lightning randomly stings the earth then withdraws again
In retreat like an angry spirit awakened
The guilty sky hangs it head in sorrow
As the weight of the storm has smothered out the sun
Smothered out the heart of the day
Until it is rendered helpless against the storm
Ready to receive it, ready to die in it
Ready to surrender.
Lisa Sherwood in the pen name Lyssa Aja
