Now that the monsoon season is over for this year, here’s a final poem about storm clouds and the fearsome beauty of a thunderstorm…
Timid strands
of cirrus clouds
flutter shyly
in stutters and starts
They gather covertly
to block out the sun
then rumble and roar
in glittering celebration
The self-adulation
the flashy display
the arrogant deluge
is a recipe for disaster
