#BadPoetryThursday – The Storm

Peering out the window,
It’ll be here soon.
Building in the distance,
Rollin’ in, ’round noon.

There’s a bit of lightening,
Followed by the rain.
Spattering all it’s coolness,
across my window pane.

Just as it came,
Away it blows.
Another summer day,
It comes, then it goes.

All the little thunders,
We’ll take them, frame by frame.
Maybe they’ll save us,
From the big, bad hurricane.

I’m a bad poet.  That’s why I have Bad Poetry Thursday.  If I were a good poet, then perhaps this would be Good Poetry Thursday or maybe just Poetry Thursday.  Being a bad poet isn’t reason enough to stop though.  The only way to improve is keep on keeping on, right?

And besides, poetry, even bad, is a good way to express yourself.  You should try it!

So here I go!  Maybe one day it will get better, or even good…  Just don’t hold your breath.

Thanks for stopping by!  Hopefully you found something in this bad poem to like.