The inclement night raged-- <br />Against the uneven pulse of the city- <br />Tearing down its bastions... <br />The night terrors ravaged... <br />In thunderous overtones-- <br />Black skies turned gray <br />Sky broken by hail-- <br />Lightening strikes twice <br />In its own oblivious <br />Unmerciful claps-- <br />At last finding the calm... <br />Agosto is waiting Ismael;<br /><br />Theodora (Theo) Onken<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/storm-90/
