Storm Front

Storm Front

approaching,

encroaching,

unwelcome

to most,

 

I fear you not,

my powerful friend:

come to me,

your favorite hostess.

 

You arrive unexpectedly,

boldly,

your magnificence

impossible to miss.

 

I have no desire

to tame you,

your emotions no need

to suppress,

 

release your frustration

flash flood your tears

down upon us.

 

I welcome you

with open arms,

your mightiness

in the embrace

partially transfers

 

and recharges

my own

powerfulness.

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Poem and images ©LauraDenise

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