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One of my first attempts after years away from writing anything resembling poetry

Summer Squall

4fb6320ff0e5e6ee10bd5840afdbc266by Sean Wright17 Jul 2013

A summer squall is rolling in
A subtle draft, a pleasant breeze,
has turned into a broiling thing
of heated words and brimming tears.

The pressure builds and peace is rent,
the squall pulls in a thousand thoughts
from petty showers not quite yet spent
and love is lost, as battleā€™s fought.

But like, some old heroic tale
of Gods or Titans locked in war
This summer squall begins to fall;
cool tears, warm limbs, and love once more.