Storm

The moon hangs low

Not a star in sight

Thunder crashes

Wind blowing frantically

As rain pours down

And the moons rays

Clears the sky

For another round,

A darkened mood

Comes across all

As the sky

What seems to fall,

Still fills the endless

Air of the night

So you strive what others

Call for

More of the same

That I so much adore.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"A darkened mood

Comes across all

As the sky

What seems to fall,"

A very good description on storms...Bravo..................

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Sami

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)...........................

[Jack...]

Very nice Tarry. I liked this alot. Enchanting like the night sky.

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Jack