Eight-line Poems 2

Weather

Weather

When the storm builds and lightning strikes
it’s not hard to feel a stirring,
the blood racing and mind alert,
perhaps the braver minds preferring.

While the quiet times do lull and shine,
the sun in heaven smiling
and peace abounds in heart and mind,
till fog’s blanket wraps with sleep beguiling.


Line count: 8
Rhymed abcb
For Express It In Eight, 12.16.24
Prompt: Write a poem about feeling a connection with nature.