Poetry: Heat Lightning
All day, meteorologists promised extreme storms.
Tonight, the atmosphere is grumbling,
clearing its throat, and posturing,
like a featherweight boxer
trying to seem larger and tougher
than he is.
The sky tries to intimidate
but the little flashes of heat lightning
are only entertaining.
I sit on the porch and think
this is my favorite kind of night.
Photo at top: Lightning. Wikimedia Commons photo.
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