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Pauline Morris
Poems
Jan 2017
Finger of God
The rain comes splattering in through my window, like a thousand cool tiny kisses
My skin glisten
It begins as the sun goes down in the coal black inky darkness of night
Layer of fright
Thunder so loud it rattles the windows, shakes the room
Sonic boom
Bright white hot lighting splits the night into
Darkness resumes
The rain pours down trying to drown everything, that's for certain
Glistening wet curtain
The wind is bending the trees to it's will, making house shingles fly
Look to the sky
Destruction is on the horizon, The finger of God is on the ground
No safe haven found
The funnel cloud again ascends into the heavens, leaving behind a shattered earth
What's the cost,the worth
The morning light brings silence, only the sounds of the mothers crying
The fathers sighing
Broken boards, tattered dreams, toppled trees
What's become of me
You'll find my body in the field, I road the winds, soul ripped from my mortal shell
**** up to heaven, thrown down to hell
Β©Pauline Russell
#rain
#storm
#tornado
#fingerofgod
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Pauline Morris
51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)
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