Early Morning Storm
My eyes flutter as they open, slowly they open.
I shift to my left trying to take stock of time.
I hazily see the clock and I let out a sleepy grunt.
I want to curse upon seeing it’s only two in the morning.
Then I realized what woke me up.
The bright lights slip through the blinds.
The loud crack and boom follow.
The house shakes with a low vibrating rumble.
The thunder’s so near I feel it within the walls, I feel it on the bed.
It’s not strong; just enough voltage to send a quick chill up the spine.
The rain pounds outside. I force myself up.
Looking outside the window, I see that water is draining well.
It’s not flooding.
Lighting strikes close. It illuminates the darkness outside.
I can see the heavy clouds and the buckets of water cascading.
Lying down on the bed, I grabbed my phone.
I checked the weather and saw 5 alerts.
A couple of flash flood warnings.
One tornado warning and a couple thunderstorm warnings.
I stare at the doppler radar and see the storm represented as a deep red color.
Deep red apparently means heavy rain.
The deep red swirls around the screen and we are right in the middle of it.
I force myself up. I go to the other room and look outside the windows.
It’s not flooding. What a relief. I don’t want to deal with the mess.
Lying down on the bed again, I smile.
I’m actually enjoying this, I think.
It’s exhilarating, the force of nature that’s just outside.
The power of the earth teasing, disturbing this quiet suburban life of ours.
I feel a tingle of excitement at the possibility and occurrence of flood, thunderstorm and tornadoes.
Well, probably not tornadoes. But still, there’s something about a natural onslaught that fascinates me.
This is somewhat similar to the excitement I felt in anticipation of Hurricane Ike.
The rain subsides. The world outside quiets down. The lightning recedes.
My eyes flutter as they close, slowly they close.
I shift to my right trying to forget the time.
I let my weather perversions go as I succumb to sleep’s embrace.
May 1, 2009 at 1:36 am
hi samir,
i’ve always admire the way you write; the choice of descriptive words, the attention to details, the staccato of every verse.
it’s something that i hope to developed in me, too.
alas, i’ve not dared ventured beyond my comfort zone of sentence – laden paragraphs.
i’ll subscribe to your blog!
give my regards to faye and ur lovely kids.
ciao, dewie
May 1, 2009 at 11:48 pm
Thanks a lot, dewie. Your comment is much appreciated. Hope to see you again in the future.
Take care.
-samir