When thunderstorms come out to play,
And lightning o'er this earth is seen,
Dense clouds descend in colours grey,
And rain pours forth, where sun has been.
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You have constructed a (another) relaxing yet disturbing and finely written piece here.
ERNESTINE...A PARAXYSM OF FLUXED IMAGERY PAINTS THIS PICTORIAL POEM SOLID GOLD...YOUR GIFT FOR THE SILENT WORD, IS EFFULGENT! FRANK/FJR
The sheer energy released as we watch in amazement, this is awesome, and told so well love Duncan x
A wonderful stormy picture painted here Ernestine, majestic flow and perfectly structured. Love, Andrew xx