Storm: the Raven’s Eyes
First the barking
of dogs,
the dull distant thud
of thunder,
then the calm,
the wind,
the hiss
of distant rain
before the sudden
the strike
through the tossing heads
of trees,
wings blown before
the roaring rage
of collapsing air,
the heated metallic
magnificent
steel blue grey,
of the raven’s eyes.
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