Storm Chaser…



Storm Chaser

In February, the storms rolled in

 Thunder in my back

Hail beating down my spine

Lightning in my eyes.


And the storms never went away.

Even the sun was blocked by Fog

And its warmth couldn’t melt the ice that cracked my hands,

Or the snow that piled so heavy my shoulders caved in.

Get inside! Stay away from windows, stay away from doors!

Cover your head with your hands,

And move to your lowest….level.




Until I walked out the door

Until I twirled and twisted with the tornados

And danced in the glow of lightning strikes

Until I made angels in the snow

And rolled like a ball in the waves from a hurricane.




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