Day 2 of OctPoWriMo brings us a prompt from Bianca. She spoke of a storm she sat through, and encouraged us to write a sonnet or an ode about storms we have been in. I chose to write free style, as I'm not quite ready to tackle a different form. That will come. But for now, I give you silence. Please enjoy.
Rod E. Kok
It is that noise,
low
rumbling…
that noise
which is fading
deep into
my mind.
(a momentary reprieve
from
raging storms)
silence
then it starts again;
rolling around
my brain.
fading
relinquishing it’s hold
on emotion.
Now all around me
is
silence
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