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Over The Bay

written by: James Lilley



Strolling the splendid curved shore,
Thunder rolled in over Bay,
Mountainous pale clouds,
Consumed by black billowing veil-like ship sails,
Orange dusk devoured by looming darkness,
Streets of an ugly lovely town,
Falling silent,
Sprawling houses dotted on hillside, curtains twitch,
Ominous clouds burst,
Rain falls in sheets, straight down,
Air buzzing with electricity
Vapour rising from tarmac, August muggy heat,
A flash, caught, from corner of eye
A rumbling, like a clearing of a throat,
Another, brilliant blue, prickling the clouds skin,
God’s Wrath if I feared God,
Drum loud boom,
Dogs fleeing into shadows,
Dusk bled into night,
The storm broke, sky cracking open,
Coast battered by fury,
Time slows minutes weeping by,
Oh, when will it end?
Suddenly darkness retreats,
Blanched horizon,
Surviving the storm.

James Lilley

James Lilley

I am a 33-year-old husband and father of three. By day I work and engineer by night I am fully licensed bare-knuckle boxer and MMA fighter. I have written for many years but have not had anything published but recently I have taken writing a lot more seriously, enrolling in Creative Writing Part-Time degree. Have had some work accepted for publication for the first time during the lockdown.
James Lilley

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