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.

© 2011-2016

By Bryan Deakin

Hello and welcome to my site, my name is Bryan Deakin, 35yr old from Scotland. A Dyspraxic, Poet, Blogger and Community Activist, I studieda BSc(Hons) Sustainable Development, at the University of Highlands and Islands. Lover of all things Greek and Finnish, and a keen and active member of Falkirk SNP. Prior I was Vice President of Simple Machines, and Project Manager at Simple Machines Forum (SMF).

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