See the summer clouds roll in
the wind steadily gathering
(any woman’s monthly period)
invisible electric changes
learn the smells quite early
how to move away from danger
bigger now, to respect the signs
(hard to be regularly terrible)
walking past the iron zealots
some of them know that I know
we smile, I nod and press on
and head for other kinds of clouds
I still say give me big storms
violent weather excites me
loud lightning & big thunder
there I'm in my element.
© 2014 Rob Schackne
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