new poem

“autumn thunderstorm”

It’s mid afternoon
Leaves rustle under foot
A satisfying crunch

I see my breath,
suspended in the frosty air

The fierce wind howls
Swirling vortices in the leaves

Rich vibrant hues saturate the ground
Red, yellow, orange and brown

The sky is overcast
With dark storm clouds

A gentle drizzle soon turns
Into sheets of torrential rain

I hear thunder crackle,
Booming in the distance

I soon see lightning
It glows hot and sizzles,
Piercing through the air

Eventually the storm fades away
The air smells fresh
I return home

by Zachary Uram
(c) 2017