White nimbus clouds, happy, float along.

Bits of shredded marshmallow in the sky, harmless,

teenagers on a sunny day.

Morning passes to afternoon; the clouds are darker now.

Sullen, brooding over past resentments. Hunched over, withdrawn.

The sun sets and it’s evening’s turn.  The clouds loom dark and heavy.

The sky filled with the smell of rain and foreboding.

 The clouds start to fight back and forth; lightening crashes and booms through the air.    

 Flashes fill the sky from far away.

The rain starts with little fat drops, then dumps with terrible swiftness pounding down,

smashing the earth. Punishing it.

Until the clouds are spent.  The sun rises to sunny skies.

The emotional outpouring of the night, a memory.

Cew

7/21

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