Moving a pot of basil off the porch

[lettheworldslip]

Have I written this before,
how the leaves blowing across the road
in the half-light obscured by dark clouds
look like scurrying animals
searching for shelter from the coming storm?

The strong wind portends
a naughty night to swim in
and the thunder speaks
of the lightning's streaks.

Comments

[starkmadgemini]

I'm glad one of us was able to use the word "portend" successfully.
^.^;;