Feel the Storm (NaPoWriMo Day 17)

Feel the Storm

By, Donna M. Monnig

 

Thunder shakes the earthen floor,

I hear the wind’s lonesome roar.

I feel the rain upon my skin,

I see the lightning flash again.

I smell the storm in the air –

Beautiful, yet full of terror.

I taste the rain upon my lips,

I watch the water as it drips.

The summer air still feels warm,

As I calmly watch the storm.

 

©Donna M. Monnig

 

Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was to write a poem using at least three of the five senses. I didn’t follow the prompt exactly, but it’s close.