By Brenda Mox
Dark skies full of lightning
flashing like a strobe
as clouds blink
and rain runs in sheets
against window panes
then drips to puddles that sink
in sandy loam
where grass blades hold
the deluge.
Gale force winds,
strong and unwavering,
wield bent lances
clashing like thunder
through strobe blinking clouds
dropping blankets of rain
in a banshee dance
over hills and plains.
Brenda Mox is a poet and visual artist living on the shore at the mouth of the Chesapeake Bay in Virginia. Her work has been published in Wingless Dreamer, Bewildering Stories, Down in the Dirt, Ariel Chart, Neo Poet, Discretionary Love, Corporeal, Heart and Mind, Edge of Humanity, Poetry Pacific, New Myths Journals, Eber and Wein Anthology.
