Friday, December 21, 2018

When Storm Clouds Gather

MyWriters Poetry Prompt
35th Prompt of 2018
14th - 21st December 2018

When Storm Clouds Gather.

Pristine beach with its picnic crowd

Has become deserted and forlorn

Clear green waters that made the sea feel proud
Now looks timid like a lamb just shorn

Trees in the distance huddle together
Preparing for an unwelcome visitor

They look up and see dark storm clouds gather
And brace for impending disaster.


Submitted on 21Dec2018

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