Just over a year ago I was sitting outside on the patio watching the night sky as the lightning danced and played. The thunderclaps were so loud they chased two of our dogs back into the house to find safety under beds and in cupboards.
But one remained, ‘Jet’ my old black Labrador Retriever, my trusty companion who keeps me company no matter the weather.
Very soon the external show sparked an internal stirring and thunderclap was written.
As we are now entering our winter here in Perth, Western Australia the weather has turned from a balmy 28°c just two days ago to, cold, wet and blustery with no sky visible due to dense rain clouds. Oh well, great time to pull out the Uggy’s and wrap up warm beside the fire!
Thunderclap
The clap of the thunder, starts releasing all the rain
The sky is lighting up now, its forking once again
Discharging all the tension that was building in the air
The wildlife taking cover and the dogs are really scared
The chimes are going crazy for there’s mischief all around
Snuffing out the night, like a blanket on the ground
© Cheryl Mary Coleman, 2017 – Expression #104 1.3.17
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