Friday, August 1, 2014

August Evening Tempest

Thunder, still far away, sounds
Like a monster's grumbles,
Slowly getting louder, as the
Stormy air swirls and tumbles
Over and across the concrete
Urban sprawl, where we hide
In rooms, to avoid the heat,
All electric-powered cool inside,
Protected from the rains, but
Not from the sonic force applied.

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