124. ON STORMS
124.
ON STORMS
She
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sees the
horizon
turn the color
of a purple bruise.
Air like this, thick and still,
always comes before a storm.
The warmed air rises, condenses,
fuels the rain-heavy thunderclouds.
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NOTES: Inspired by Amrita Skye Blaine, I have attempted a Nonet (nine lines, descending or ascending number of syllables from 9-1 or 1-9).
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