THUNDERSTORM #poetry by jay

Well, it’s five’ til three

and wow! The sun’s gone

the skies lit a powdery solemn

gray with a silence that haunts, 

as a scream of sirens sound off 

in the distance.

The calm before the storm is here.

A midday thunderstorm is forecast

for Florida today, not unusual

but still ominous. The smell of humid

sidewalks and tarry macadam

waft in the front door.

Acrid at first but swiftly replaced

with life-saving oxygen, in between

the toxic fumes that mingle in

the breeze,

ahhhh I breathe

slow and deep


Thunder strikes!


I lose my breath once again.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo by Raychel Sanner on Unsplash

#Poetry #Storm #Freeverse #Poem

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