Morning Storm

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Daybreak comes with an ominous ink stain painted on the morning sky. The wind is silent and still, as if the earth is holding its breath waiting for the impending assault. No birds singing; rather perching close to one another in the dense shelter of the Mesquite. I watch it unfold from the warmth of my writing room, as the sky at last cries.

 
eerie thunderstorm
sinister lightning slithers
snake on ebon sky

©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg

Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 105

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