TEMPEST, by ANITA CONCHITA ALLMON
First Line: Black night of chaos Last Line: To them all. Subject(s): Storms
Black night of chaos -- Wild lightnings flash Whitely like negro eyes. Rain pelts in disordered gusts, While trees shake their branches In protest. The moon looks out on the disharmonic scene, Then disgustedly flees behind a cloud. The thunders belch forth their presence, Loudly demanding attention, And the wind shrieks a maniacal lullaby To them all.
