Tempest's Fury <br /> <br />'Long the horizon, I watched it form. <br />Harbinger, of deeds foul. <br />Blue sky, smiling sun obscured. <br />By nimbus rack, rolling dark. <br />Trees of the brake, as if sensing squall. <br />Their leaves turned askew. <br />'Cross my body, <br />puffs of breeze caressed. <br /> <br />Not long at all, <br />zephyr's whisper grew to gale's howl. <br />Nature's warning issued, duly I noted. <br />In haste, stout shelter I sought. <br />From safe haven I watched, <br />and harkened to, gust's angry pant. <br />As if wild beast enraged, <br />tossed whatever loose awry. <br /> <br />My refuge, I felt tremble. <br />As if hostage soon it might be, <br />of Nature's furious rant. <br />Roiling, for whatever unknown temptation, <br />enticed its wrath. <br /> <br />Yet, one thought my mind entertained. <br />To what extent 'fore ceasing, <br />might this tempest rage? <br />To yield once again, <br />to blue sky, smiling sun. <br /> 19Jun11<br /><br />Kurt Hearth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tempest-s-fury/
