Lightening

Lightning is the ill betrayed friend of thunder

It dances around in the darkened sky

taking jabs when it can

When it misses, it streaks off into oblivion

But if it’s lucky and it often is

You can hear the impact and the cry of its enemy

For rain is the tears that the lightning cries

And the wind is the air that escapes from under as it falls

© Lena Wright 07/29/2015

 

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