Another new poem

While working this morning, a thunder storm rolled past my area.

 

Here is the result of such powerful inspiration.

 

Thunder from a high rise office building

By Kimberly L. McClune

May 24, 2011

 

Muffled rumbling,

Long and low across the sky,

Resounds.

 

Sustained drum roll,

Resonant explosive charge

Detonates in the air.

 

Sepulchral vibrations,

Dampened roars

Linger, echoing into the distance.

 

Growling barrage

Reverberates, shrouded and soft

As the storm slowly abates.

 

Hoarse peal of thunder,

Murky and inhibited,

Fades, cloaked in dull clouds.

 

Restrained whispers,

The stifled booms,

Choked and Distorted,

 

Remove to the hills

Beyond the somber,

Dampened landscape.