Storm Surprise

Tapped the barometer without thinking,

A habitual act, expecting nothing.

Pressure dropped like a stone.
 

Unannounced, it came, at 2 a.m.,

Hurling itself against the bedroom window,

Startling us with its ferocity,
 

Leering through the misted glass,

Baring its sharp yellow teeth

In the early hours of the morning,

 

A lion unleashed, untamed, it roared

Down our valley, heading for the sea,

Terrorising its prey.

Mighty waves lashing the shoreline,

It swept onwards and outwards,

Lost in the dark night.

 

Nature, exposing its terrifying splendour ,

Captures us in its wake, mere mortals,

Surprised by a storm.