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the metal within the rock
attracted great lightning zaps
on the ironstone ridge mound
streaking flashes flew
Donielle Oct 2017
He rains down like lightning
and he strikes your sand,
burns your beaches into hardened stone,
and blasts away your vacation,
leaving you with nothing but the memory
of rotting fruit.
AJ Vicario Sep 2017
It comes and goes when i blink while i sleep,
The cloud veins crack over there up down across,
Drums of war sound and gunfire pounds the ground,
Clear the battlefield arise the smoke,
Black with snap of white,
Shove the stars to eclipse my day and night.
Tori Schall Sep 2017
My fingers are numb
from the cold
from the rain
pounding against the window

I press my forehead
against the cool
smooth surface
of the glass

I watch the rain drop
dripping, slipping
down the window pane
as I watch the time fly by

fascinated I stare
at the stormclouds overhead
as the thudner rolls in
and lightning lights the sky

But yet I smile
because it's been awhile
since my favorite weather
has come out to play

The sky is dark
almost as black as night
as I sit and watch
outside the window

Waiting for it to end
sad, but it can't last
I hear the thunder's silence
before the clouds clear away

I get up to go
where? I don't know
but my favorite weather has gone
And it will be back before long
sunprincess Aug 2017
Showering with Thor,
Lightning flashes, thunder rolls
Cloud burst,  water falls
xoxo
Laurel Leaves Aug 2017
Blurry city streets seem to call your name
I forgot how to exist when I no longer love you

strain
As years weigh tightly on my spine
I creep through the monotonous state
no longer hungry
slurring speech
Towards the impending luxury
Where he keeps my arms pinned down
On the dying grass
People watching
The adrenaline never seems to last


Their eyes gaze in our direction
As I bite into his shoulder
As I squirm
Friday night’s celebrations
wrap tightly
I can taste the whiskey
But it doesn’t bubble inside me
It lures him towards the smoky bars
Where I cower above him


I ache
My anger bubbles in moments where
I’m screaming as the
Car window opens
As I drive away from the emergency room
Soap still slipping through my wet hair
Could I find meaning in this existence
Where you don’t reside alongside me
Whispering in my ear
I used to count on my subconscious
your voice of reason


Outgrowing the state of being
My veins exacerbate the tight
Need to fight
To stand up straighter
Hold it all together
I let him wrap his fingers where
He wants
I let them gasp
wake the neighborhood up
To sounds of me howling
Begging for
An escape where
They no longer ask from me
Where the pain no longer pools
Like the storm clouds
Above the dry valley
One strike of lightning
Suddenly it’s a fight for our lives



Hit me so I can take my mental state
Throw it into a definition
Look through the stars
the colors blend together in gaseous realities  

I can find the one strand where I used
moments of joy
the orange duvet, window open
Boiling tea kettles,



I used to just stand in the grass and not think about the
Ticks
The crawling underworld
Soil seeping through,
Induce me
I’ll sink past the dirt, the sand
And let go of your hand.
Nashoba Aug 2017
Lightning and thunder all around us today. Last night was amazing as the sunset into the warms oranges with a hue of grey.
We all watched loving the gifts of storm. Thunder bolts crashing down some purple some orange.
Boom as the clouds smashed together. Wind wailed on high making the leaves on the trees fly.
Strikes again. Thought of fleeing to the inside deep within. Mesmerized with the lights I stayed as long as I could wait.
Rain poured as you brightened the sky. Ground rumble with the sounds of joy.
What a storm you gave last night. We see you preparing to hide the light.
Let it rain, let it rumble. Grab your marker and streak the sky again. Thank you for the blessings from above. Creator within.
Nashoba copyrighted 2017
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