Dust Storm Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Dust Storm



Looking out an oval window,
giving a different view of the
world outside this hospital room.

South Mountain has completely
disappeared behind a dust storm
of great magnitude.

It's now covering up neighborhoods
and is closer to the hospital than
before.

Palm trees, bending, swaying at the
mercy of major gusts of wind.

Everything outside my window is now
dusty white and being blustered
continuously with winds coming from
the west.

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