The Calm Before the Storm...
The wind dies down and eventually stops completely
Not a sound or motion except for dark clouds gliding nearer
People cower in their homes, glued to the TV
As weather reports warn of winds getting fiercer
Outside all is calm, lightning shoots in the distance
The rumbling of thunder echos off of the lake
Gentle waves ripple as they wash onto the sand
As boats tied to the dock, bob as if having no weight
A single rain drop decends featherlike from the night
Collides with a window, and trickles zig zaging down the side
The wind starts to whistle, as if giving a signal
And millions of rain drops bombard the earth in reply
A lightning bolt cracks as the waves grow violent
The flash strikes a tree, Its designated assignment
Branches are burnt, as they crash to the grass
Familys head to their cellars, to seek safe confinement
The water level is rising, like it wants to meet the lightning
Familys turn on their radios, and quiet children's crying
Thuds can be heard from objects striking the houses
Piercing winds shatter windows without even trying
Twenty minutes pass, and finally good news comes
As the radio announcer confirms the storm is done
People emerge from their houses and look upon devestation
All around them are signs, of the utter decimation
The harshness has passed, but evidence remains behind
Splintered trees litter the ground, along with fallen power lines
A few caved in rooftops, from once might trees
Only torn soil, where strong roots used to be
The rain lightens up, and so do the clouds
As hard hit leafs, start to drift down
And off in the distance, the storm lights up the sky
And soft rumbles of thunder, seems to say its goodbyes