A Quiet Storm
these paper bullets of the brain
Monday, September 17, 2012
Upon the Occasion of Thunder
It rattled as if to shatter
the window pane behind
to make me jump and fray my nerves
Then soothed its violence
among the trees,
pattering, whispering to the leaves
If Thor turns such a gentle lover
Come Thunder, if you please.
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