"thunderstrom" poems
Today's sunset tints the air thick and orange , clothes stick to the skin as skin sticks to the air
it's sticky to say the least -
the thunderstrom clouds light up shades of violent violet and dusty sahara pinks and sand dune yellows
the sky , so blue is covered by high altitude brushes of greyscale hues and whisphers of floating away dreams
splitting at the seams with reality's crest on breast
the sea breeze whips up the trees and a respite from the deep heat of day as night slinks in
Nov 2, 2013
Nov 2, 2013 at 6:32 AM UTC
Scars on my heart
Pain in my chest
I hid the thunderstorm
Inside my head
When I see her smile
All my worries wiped away
Like the sun rose in the rain.
Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 4:50 AM UTC