6.22.20 – The Unexpected Rains in January

The unexpected rains in January
Carry to me creeps of doubt.
Not long before the clouds cover my roof
I feel the storm pressing down.
The drunk darkness dons a heavy coat
As it stumbles through my door–
Breaking branches in my living room,
Shaking thunder through my floor.
Its winds are whipping faster
While shaking blankets from my chest.
It can see my eyes make no fight, so
Off it goes to reign out West.
The thunder gets much softer,
But it never really leaves.
Even in the distance
The storm rumbles underneath.

*This is a personal poem not affiliated with any news item of the day

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