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The Storm
The cuddle of sunshine on a warm autumn day
filtered through golden leaves to the comfort inside.
I dangle my legs and twiddle my hair as the music
tinkers gently in the calm, serene air.
The silence is shattered at the explosion of frames.
The door, once closed softly, erupts with a roar
The promise of happiness freezes, darkening
shadows mount in the hall as the bolts rain down
hard on the old stained wooden floor
Hesitant, holding, I peer in the eye of the storm
The fury lashing down from a monster transformed.
The stench of a blasphemous wind blows my hair.
Spittle hail hits harder than the claws of the beast
Later, much later, it is sunny again.
The insults and the lies have broken to dust
whilst the fog of the memories slip over the hill
The quivering shoots of the springs new-found hope
blossom and bloom in the peaceful May air.
Refeshed,renewed, revitalised again,
I dangle my legs and I twiddle my hair as the campfire
flickers under a wish full of stars.
"a wish full of stars"
wish is one of the 365 poem a day challenge words. Well written piece of literary art. Welcome to the site. ~Last A~