AN IMMINENCE OF ONSLAUGHT

Heavy the dread darkness
Expectant the land
Descending and drenching
Enthrallingly grand.

Trees uprightly pointing
Like hairs on a head
Quivering, defiant
While we humans fled.

A furious sight now
Of breathtaking act
Clashing forces collide
Inhuman, in fact.

How savage the onslaught, we didn’t see
My thoughts for my girl and hers for me.