We’re all under thunder
How do we we overcome
The wicked herald cracks out the whip of the ever dreaded blackened thumb
Don’t waste the time behind the clouds and lightning bolts
Enough time has passed
Who are you trying to impress with those?
Under thunder
Long wind and plunder
The battles around
Swirling tornados
In heartfelt wonder
We’re all under thunder
The storm brewing
Slowing and swirling
Where will you run for cover
Don’t get wet
Try not yet
But don’t let go when we’re all under thunder
Under thunder
Blinding
Lightning
Why do we do this
Strive for the top shiny tulips
The Sunday
The weekdays
We’re all under thunder
It’s not time to break for lunch yet
Don’t tell him you heard it
Around and around the tree and garden
Heaven knows that the storm is
Guarding
Barking up the wrong tree
I’m failing to see the misery
In the melody
This mirror doesn’t reflect me
Thunder
Crash
Crushing weight
The thunderstorm falls heavily
The weights are no longer on me
Under thunder
Have you danced in the rain while the drums
Drum
Drum
The thunder to the rhythm
Splash
Jump
The puddles will turn into lakes
We’re under thunder
Dance or run for cover
The choice will
Show the storm who knows
We’re all under thunder
The poems that come in the small hours of the night. The ones that come and just spill out of you. This is a very rare time to share one of those. Thanks for reading!
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Comments (3)
I completely understand those, sometimes I get them then they slip away before i get them down. They are always the good ones too. Thunder is great to watch, not being under them is great.
Beautiful!
This was extremely amazing! Very beautifully written!