Tremor.

Description of how it feels and the way it is perceived.

Slowly,gently, simply shaking,
Getting faster,tougher, rougher,quaking.

First, we felt the shake,
Then, we saw the quake.

First, it came slowly and slightly,
Then it went faster and boldly.

All we could feel at first was calm vibration,
Without a whim, came chaotic dispersion.

Flying pieces over the table,
Ducking and dodging under the table.

Then, there was trembling,
After that came the rumbling.

There was cracking, leaving an impression,
Every other thing felt the compression.



Line count: 14
Poetry form: couplet
Prompt number: 20th, Friday.