Once A Tempest – 9th April 2025

We used to be a storm

– good luck if you got in our way!

When the day became night

was the time to come out and play.


With no thoughts in our head

our hearts were often left wrenching,

and those who had succumbed

were left in a dreadful drenching.


Now that time has tamed us

to curb our once awful powers,

the hurricane tempest

has become just scattered showers.

Shared with Momoetry April Poet Month challenge – ‘showers’