Final Show.

A Poem by holly j

Thunder roars through walls and rain stirs earth from its settlement, its scent dirty and new and thick.

Crack and snap of light through drawn curtains, flash then into blackness again.

Rumbling rumbling rumbling, never sedated.

Brewing, slowly brewing, for the show’s big finale.

© 2014 holly j

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Added on January 23, 2014
Last Updated on January 24, 2014

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holly j

Canberra, Australia

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Like the majority of people here, I've been writing for a long time and become erratic without those therapy sessions with pen and paper. This is my first attempt at joining the online writing communi.. more..