Out of Harm's Way
Prompt 9: Write a shelter poem.
Out of Harm’s Way
The clouds are the talk of the town.
Before they burst into tears,
and violently roar between the blue,
eyes told everyone to fetch security.
As the wind begins to whistle
and borrow free newspapers,
the rage of lighting stirs undesirable energy.
No time for shooting the breeze!
The unravel of apparel and hair,
Flickering of the city's lights,
Inverse of umbrellas,
and the awakening of the sea
Warn thousands to check-in.