Storm Dance
written by: Ann Christine Tabaka
@TabakaChris
Tall grasses begin to sway
as they dance with the wind.
Prophetic sky morphs to gray,
the storm about to begin.
There is nowhere left to hide.
The tempest sets its course.
Mighty trees bow down low
to the unrelenting force.
It rages on in torrents.
There appears no end in sight,
as fiery streaks of lightning
Split in half the dark of night.
With morning comes the sunrise,
tall grasses glistening wet.
Calm once more engulfs all
the world with rain beset.
SEPTEMBER 2018 / MAY 2021 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry. She is the winner of Spillwords Press 2020 Publication of the Year, her bio is featured in the “Who’s Who of Emerging Writers 2020 and 2021,” published by Sweetycat Press. She is the author of 14 poetry books, and 1 short story book. She lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking.Chris lives with her husband and four cats. Her most recent credits are: Eclipse Lit, Carolina Muse, Sparks of Calliope; The Closed Eye Open, North Dakota Quarterly, Tangled Locks Journal, Wild Roof Journal, The American Writers Review, Burningword Literary Journal, Muddy River Poetry Review, The Silver Blade, Pomona Valley Review, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Fourth & Sycamore.
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