Snowthunder
White on the ground and cicles
from the roof
Trees of ice and vehicles are
one inch solid
All is white
From building top to ground
No breeze or no sky or no birds
or no sound
All is still
With a sudden crack the lightening
splits the sky
In many directions roaring
From one side of the sky to the other
Shaking of the ground
Ice shatters from trees and roofs and
from everywhere
Hitting the ground
Sounds echo of popping and snapping
and cracking
Sheets falling off of sides and tops
Sounding like a war is on us
The ground and sky shakes and roars
No safe place to step
A bird flies through the sky screeching
Flying in waves and screaming
Beware the snowthunder comes
poem by Sarah Stites
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