Hammer - and - Tongs

Wild is the wind tonight

Like a thunderbolt venting anger

Whistling through the hollows

Beating at the rocks

Cutting like a sword as it

Competes with the pelting rain 

Pounding - pounding

 

Across the shore waves leap - thunders roar

Clashes of chlorinated lightening light the sky

Leaves sweep and swirl - filling gutters

Trees are bent this way and that

They will sing no song and earth’s heart

Is locked this night

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

That sounds like quite a storm being whipped up into a frenzy Pauline. You have some ace imagery in this piece. I actually love looking at an angry sea, providing I am behind window glass. Wondering where this was. Lovely to read you again.

Chris