STORM

A tempest brewing in the soul
Embers hot as smoldering coal
Flames igniting in the blood
Can only be put out by a flood

The storm continues to rage
A tiger released from its cage
As fierce winds steadily blow
An arrow shot from its bow

Lightning will crack
The sky turn black
Thunder will roar
As teardrops pour

August 20, 2005

Poetry © Jan Haile Clark

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