thunder from a distance heard.
darkened skies, vanished sun
the makings of a storm make...
windows closed...
latched and bolted...
nicknacks of the rails taken,
white light flashes
several times over but no
subsequent sound heard...
rain droplets hit the windows hard
like it was hail instead...
cloudy vision and fog appear,
not knowing which direction to take,
no umbrellas needed with the
strong wind as it is...
inside is best for all of us until
all hell passes over our heads.
July 30, 2024
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