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Jun 2014
idle, shiftless, indolent
not a care in the world
a white oblivion
of simple, peaceful, blissful
nothing

looming, threatening, impending
charged with energy
electricity just
hours away
gray consciousness
and lazy days

hair-raising, spine-chilling, nerve-racking
strikes of pure shock
mother nature’s roars
reverberating off the blackened firmament
drops of liquid vigor
crashing to the ground
Ryla
Written by
Ryla  Maryland
(Maryland)   
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