Oklahoma Storm
It got so dark at 11am, it looked like 11pm.
It started to rain and the light began to return as the sky cried.
We watched from our kitchen window.
The lightening here is like the flash from an old, Polaroid camera.
It doesn't streak across the horizon, it pops.
The thunder doesn't roll across the sky, it is sharp and slices it.
It started to rain and the light began to return as the sky cried.
We watched from our kitchen window.
The lightening here is like the flash from an old, Polaroid camera.
It doesn't streak across the horizon, it pops.
The thunder doesn't roll across the sky, it is sharp and slices it.
1 Comments:
great observation and an intimate image... there's life in you yet. artistic life.
as in your daughter (subsequent post)...
;))) and
how delightful.
n♥
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