Southern Summer Nights

The world lights up
before the loud boom
with a beauty undescribed.

The picture it paints 
quickly fades
in clouds, it is confined

The lightening is past
but the rumbling is there
tricking my weary eye

I lie on the grass
and stare at the moon
In awe of the Southern sky.

Reviews

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

Vivid and so you.
Love the way you paint with your pen.

[James]

Wow, what a compliment. I'm glad you see something in the things I write, sometimes I wonder if it's really worth posting. Thank you so much.

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

I really enjoy your writing. Keep it up, please!