RUNNING NAKED ALONG THE CLIFFS OF MOHER IN A THUNDERSTORM
She ran on
into the storm
the last shreds of her
designer clothes
shrieking out to sea
terrifying the gulls
'I'm free...I'm free! '
she screamed nakedly.
The divorce papers(that
had finally come through)
tore themselves apart &
flew...flew...to the four
winds unfurling her fury
(laced with lightnings)
she conducted the storm
in a fine frenzy.
Nature's orchestra
drawing her to this
crescendo of self.
'Bloody tourists! '
bellowed the blustering
one man & his dog.
Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 7:08 AM UTC
RUNNING NAKED ALONG THE CLIFFS OF MOHER IN A THUNDERSTORM
She ran on
into the storm
the last shreds of her
designer clothes
shrieking out to sea
terrifying the gulls
'I'm free...I'm free! '
she screamed nakedly.
The divorce papers(that
had finally come through)
tore themselves apart &
flew...flew...to the four
winds unfurling her fury
(laced with lightnings)
she conducted the storm
in a fine frenzy.
Nature's orchestra
drawing her to this
crescendo of self.
'Bloody tourists! '
bellowed the blustering
one man & his dog.
