Rough Weather Poem by Steven Federle

Rough Weather



Cumulonimbus
pressing in from the sea
squall-line, supercell, windsheer,
violent, ragged fingers
reach down, ready to pull
the trigger
and end our
green world.

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Steven Federle

Steven Federle

Cincinnati Ohio
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