ThunderStorm

a short poem written during a thunderstorm on Sunday, June 3rd, 2007

A blast of cool air.

A flood of relief.

Serene, calm, tranquil, yet turbulent.

The smell of rain hits

Lightning strikes, the sound of thunder

Rumbling . . .

The comforting taste brought by the

Knowledge the static is gone

Skin kissed by the cool breeze
Grows goose bumps from the sight of

Lightning flashing.

A blast of cool air.

A flood of relief.

Serene, calm, tranquil.