A Storm in a Small Town

Luders Allen

March 2008
© Copyright 2008




The day as dark as
The night,
The wind whistles
Through the barns,
The houses,
The trees and
The rain.
The river is in
Town,
The debris and
The ghosts are forged
To wave good-bye.
The river rests over
Town.
The debris and
The ghosts are laid and danced smoothly in
Town.
The day as dark as
The night,
The wind whistles
Through the barns,
The houses,
The trees and
The rain.