I need a good driving rain once in a while,
A clean pounding from the sky
To wash out words,
I no longer fear
Since a tornado tore
The apple tree’s branches
And left me with nothing to climb
(it took my friend’s treehouse too),
Since my mom and I laid together on my white comforter with the primary colored tulips
While the candle flickered in the windowsill
And the tranquilized dog panted on the floor.
Peace entered the room as a comforting glow
Brought only by the presence of the storm;
I thanked it.
That’s why I need the tempest every once in a while.
These free verse poems are part of 31 days of poetry. Unedited, written in 5 minutes. I am loving this challenge.
What’s your favorite storm memory?