Silent thunder shakes the windows
Causing birds to flee the tree outside
And fling themselves into the raging wind
Jagged lightning flames the sky
In all the colors of a sunrise
While the moon still says it’s midnight
Rain has finally found it’s way
Around the thirsty desert mountains
And readies itself for the deluge
Sandbags may hold back the flood
But they can’t stop tomorrow
And the monsoon putting on its boots
Dawning comes in dreary clothing
Gray and heavy in the hems
Waiting to start shrugging off
The weather, like a game of
Stack the Timber Tower
Debates the utmost time to tumble
Everything is battened down
Awaiting the first sprinkles
That will presage the downpour
The birds have come back to the trees
But they are silent like the thunder
While the city holds it’s breath
And watches out a million windows
With the TV standing by
As we all wait to meet the wet
ljm
Waiting for the monumental rainstorm they've been warning us about for today. It comes with floods and mudslides. Where I live may be boring, but it's ever so safe from all that.