Hailstorm – Poem

The heavens have opened,
Releasing their ice cold fury,
Down upon the masses.
Skitter, scatter across the window pane,
Imagine those outside, walking,
And the abuse from above, their pain.
I’m inside, tucked up warm and dry,
There’s blue sky up above,
It’s chasing away the grey clouds.
Sticking and sliding, finding a path,
The ice drops leave their trail,
As my lips simply smile.
The sudden dark. The sudden downpour.
Filling the corridors, skylights up above,
Its mark is left.
Small thoughts from the flash,
Moments of beauty in their pain,
The sins are washed away.

© Persephone M 27th January 2012

There was a hailstorm about 3pm here today. For some reason I found myself smiling at it.

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