The Poetry Marathon

Today they say

Storms are on the horizon

Rough winds shaking the trees

Dark clouds blooming like flowers

Hard rain striking the earth

Like gunshots

Hail pounding cars

Like a baseball player during the Series

Will windows break?

Will tornadoes unleash their fury?

I am ready

For whatever comes.

Its very quiet

In the student lounge now

Just a couple of people

In the study rooms

I am alone in the outer area

But that’s okay

The quiet is my friend

It gives me time

To think and plan

And to get to know

The inner me.

Hi everyone!  I’m looking forward to participating in the marathon this year!

And looking forward to reading all of your lovely work!