Poetry about storms enters the charged air before rain, the sudden crack of thunder, the bright nerve of lightning, and the shelter people seek when weather grows wild.
Storms can frighten, cleanse, destroy, awaken, or pass through like a feeling too large to stay inside the sky.
A poem about charged silence.
- Nora Vale
A storm watched from safety.
- Theo Reed
The world after a storm passes.
- Mira Stone
- Nora Vale
- Theo Reed
- Mira Stone
Poems about fear, power, and charged air.
- Nora Vale
Poems about rain, renewal, and aftermath.
- Mira Stone