Nightstorms



an angry red sun

slides

behind

������� the mountains

Slowly the moon rises

the clouds race across

the sky

as if an ever present

storm

is waiting

���� to

������� pour

down

p u l l i n g,

pushing

the tension rises

l

i

g

���� h

��� t

�� e

n

i

��� n

������ g

���������� flashes

across the sky

energy storms connecting sky to

earth

The storm ends

the clouds race away

The sun rises

banishing my

����� nightmares to the darkness

�� from whence they came




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