Glorious rain… I took a mini video of the storm brewing over downtown. A funnel cloud was forming in the drama of the sky and the onslaught of the coming down pour. It was very exciting as it whirled and started to twirl, dissipating with the race of all the other clouds. Then is poured like crazy.
The dark grey of the tempest coming
The rolling concert tumble of angry
clouds fighting like wild cats
in a vortex of turbulent
energy ready to detonate
Ripping the torrent of water
from the guts of each swirling
grey mass to pour
It poured like crazy
It slammed the cement
spraying rain drops like
jelly bullets in a bounce
of drench and cover
the deluge was blinding
The eruption of thunder
spared us no drama
with one shattering clap
that shuddered through my body
moving my chair in its quake
Leaving me trembling
thrilled, quivering for more
of the hungry whirlwind
to consume me, drench me
Give to me what is so hard
to allow, to express, to give
feeling to…
The eruptive storm of feeling
the tempest that nature
gives no hesitance in sharing
Blessed be the nature of storms
Jeanne Adwani ~ geezer girl 
Blessed be the nature of your writing! This is exciting, powerful, evocative, wonderful.
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xo
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