Bryan Deakin

Scottish Poet / Blogger / Community Activist

A Noise

There is something stirring,
Outside in the rain,
I can feel it getting closer,
But I can no longer refrain,

The noise is overwhelming,
Closer it gets,
Louder and Louder.
I can hear it,
Through the window pane.

The cat is curled snug in his rug,
Pup is howling over and over again,
The light it flickers.
Electricity goes off.

Its getting closer,
Out there in the rain.

Few minutes have passed,
All is dark,
A rumble,
and a flash,
Over my head.

As the window gets pounded by the rain.

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