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The Storm MAG

April 22, 2013
By marmar767 SILVER, Westport, Connecticut
marmar767 SILVER, Westport, Connecticut
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Pouring down
Swathing the grass in crisp droplets
And saturating the world in dusky darkness
Blending in the gaps between bare trees
And smudging the layered triangles
Made by the fragile branches

The air
Spills into space
Thick and humid
Obscuring any voices in the haze
Of the continuously splattering raindrops

Then
A jagged scar tears across the sky
Harsh light staining the clouds
Tracing the fragmented branches
And kissing the glistening blades of grass
For a fraction of a moment

Almost like
The sun clawing
From behind the blanket of gray



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