A not uncommon noontime occurrence,
Visceral storms pirouette in the distance,
The once vibrant sun cloaks in darkness.
Sweeping in from nowhere in the visible spectrum,
Strong winds dispatch the ominous vortex to Elysium.
Once threatening torrent, now wind-kissed noontime rain.
Locals accustomed to this magical phenomenon,
Siesta to a water pitter-patter lullaby refrain.
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Hi!
Quelle belle photo !
C’ est un joli poème qui met, en magnificence, l’orage et ses nuages, ses foudres,ses tonnerres et ses éclairs.
J’ adore l’ orage.
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Yes, I love the photo as well. Thunder and rain are comforting sounds to listen to from the safety of the indoors. I totally agree. Thank you for your thoughtfully expressed kind comments. A pleasure. Have a great day, Dunelinette. Peace😊
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Thanks. My pleasure ! Have a nice day as well. Peace.
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Beautifully penned Suzette. Love the words ‘wind-kissed noontime rain’. Great image. Happy Writing.
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Thank you Goff for your lovely words of support. Truly appreciated. Have a great day.
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Pleasure. Great read.
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That is very kind. Thank you for the love. Blessings.😊
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Suzette, the growth and maturity of your poetry has been a pleasure to witness. God’s peace!
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Humbling praise. Blessings on your kind words.
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