First storm of the year,
Crashing thunder, roaring hail.
The dog tucks his tail.
Sounds like a train in my ears –
Hide in basement, in fear.
Ah, my weekly poetry fix will have a different flavor until the end of the month! Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday is on a well-deserved Sabbatical, but she still encourages weekly syllabic poems.
On Friday, we had our first big storm of the year, and what a doozy! There were tornadoes in other part of the state, and the tornado warnings got pretty intense there for a while. The sky turned that odd color it does right before a tornado, and hail fell. But nothing happened, and we’re ok! 🙂