Stormy

The  tool shed leaning Westwards

one of those violent gusts

wrenched up off its chosen piece of ground

clearly it busts

emotions,  in so many ways

it felt stalwart,  it felt strong

but nature when she’s angry

proves in fact how wrong

 

(most of us are)

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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