Tempest (Day 103)

Photo: Craig Lindsay

Thunderheads

piling high over the Appalachians, 

shades of 

old bruises: gunmetal, lavender,   

restless air quivers, 

birds swirl, like 

autumn leaves falling skyward,

suddenly: stillness

poised before the tempest's bittersweet 

atonement, 

absolving the world of its sins

(c) 2017, by Hannah Six