Friday, 20 June 2014

Day 20

Wherefore
Around the tiles the wailing banshee screams
Scatter-shot hailstones chiming against panes
Timbers groan, shuddering shoulder to the wind
As spiteful rain twists and whips under lightening shards
Darkness descending to blanket the earth
Silence
The storm has baulked but wherefore i cannot say

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