Storm Passing

Rain is just rain until chaos is unleashed.

The bright skies turn black.

Thunder rolls in from above.

Winds start to pick up.

The fall of rain drops.

Plunging hard and fast to Earth.

The sound of the splash.

The hills turn to death

as lights begin to descend.

Earth, struck by a bolt.

Loud sirens screaming

chaos releasing itself.

The storm passes.

Sun beams poke through clouds.

Vibrant and warm beams come home.

The bright skies return.

Author's Note

What do you think?

Reviews

[Admiral Kirk]

Great imagery. Just awesome. This really makes one feel like they're in this storm of yours. To me, this means that bad things happen and it all seems ugly and grey, but then it gets better, right there in the end... Totally awesome... very descriptive. Good job. :) I don't know about you, but I actually enjoy storms...

[Krystal L. Elliott]

I enjoy them too. Sometimes I find that I get paranoid but "after a hurricane comes a rainbow" and this was mainly written in response to my other poem called "Skin Deep". Bad things do happen but then they get better, life goes on. (It also helped that it was raining a little bit.) Thank you for your review. It is appreciated! =)

[Admiral Kirk]

Awesome, that's a great message to send. Yeah, I'll have to look at that when I get a chance. You're welcome. :)