wind gusts are sweeping
across the surface of the house
like angry waves coursing
filled with emotions
no way to extinguish
like layers of tindered fire
Another Passing Storm
the windows rattle noisily
as though there are hands
that are shaking them
wanting and demanding
to get in
Another Passing Storm
check the locks on the doors
check the seals on the windows
wind is howling now in chorus
like babies wanting more
Another Passing Storm
just as the roof seems lifted
as if being pulled
the house does cease to shudder
the wind now but a breeze
the waves of it calm now
raging flames surceased
Another Passing Storm
© December 2014
Renee Espriu
Image Taken From Morgue File

