Poem- Storms Power

The clouds are on the ground tonight.
They circle out around me.
Almost I’m enchanted by,
the moon embracing their being.
I close my eyes, I lift my hands,
Words whisper from my lips.
Lightning strikes,
the wind picks up.
I’m overwhelmed by it.
My hands drop down, my eyes reopen.
The storm grows even stronger.
With a smile I flick my wrists.
Then the storm grows stronger.

Storm

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