The wind that screeches takes its toll
On fence post flying, hits the wall
Waves of clouds like sea-foam roll
Blinding drops on pavement fall
Inside we shiver under cover
The lion in the chimney roars
Afraid of fear that we discover
Light a candle, lock the doors
Out the window is a darkness
Shot with sparks of blinding day
One brave one stands as a witness
Inside glass they watch and pray
The wind is falling, sweeping gently
Thunder, laughing, swiftly wanes
The rain falls on the window lightly
Teardrops whisper down the panes
On fence post flying, hits the wall
Waves of clouds like sea-foam roll
Blinding drops on pavement fall
Inside we shiver under cover
The lion in the chimney roars
Afraid of fear that we discover
Light a candle, lock the doors
Out the window is a darkness
Shot with sparks of blinding day
One brave one stands as a witness
Inside glass they watch and pray
The wind is falling, sweeping gently
Thunder, laughing, swiftly wanes
The rain falls on the window lightly
Teardrops whisper down the panes
~Jane~
3 comments:
That was beautiful, Jane! I especially love the last part.
~bree
Oh my, this is absolutely lovely. The rythm and flow of words is grand; I was swept away, right into the storm.
^.^ I loved it.
Beautiful. This poem is lovely.... great job! So descriptive. I just love it!
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