Storm Reconsidered

by me.

Wind picks up

Trees bow and curtsey

ebb and flow

ebb and flow

Depending on the hour, 

soon, 

Sirens will wail 

as they always do After 

rain slicks streets And 

irreverent drivers pay 

no mind.

Ride it out

ride it out

Go on about 

your business.

Rain sprinkles 

on skin

Cool toddy Candle flicker

my lightening.

I will grow tired

As does the storm.

Candle flicks Lightening answers 

Thunder rolls

Nod and sway

nod and sway

Then 

still.

This night no sirens 

Quiet 

finale.