Shearing shed, Newstead, by Tom Roberts
J.J

The Storm

The thunder claps
Ripping the sky to shreds
Crackling through the air
Pulsing down my muscles
Pulling them together
The rain pours
Streaking the blue sky turned black
Painting an identical picture of that night
Washing away my hopes and creating my nightmares
Pulling me to the window
The lightning strikes
Electrifying my body
Creating a strip of light in the bruised sky
Jolting me from my trance from the rain
This was my terror this was my storm

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