Sensing the Storm

Utter silence and
an unnatural stillness
permeate the air.
Thunderclouds loom
overhead, chilling
the day, darkening
the endless sky.
There’s rumbling
off in the distance
getting closer
with each second.
The air is heavy
with humidity,
with the sound of
raindrops pattering
on the pavement.
A jagged flash
slashes the sky,
announces with
a deafening crack:
the storm is here.

Sarah M. Prindle received an Associate’s in English from Northampton Community College. She loves reading everything from historical fiction and memoirs to poetry and mysteries. She hopes to someday publish her own novels and poetry collections and has already had her work published in several literary magazines and websites.