Daily Prompt – Storm

High Tide

Purple skies foretold the storm to come

Warnings I could not see through clouds

A booming voice unleashed torrents

Upon my unsuspecting mind

High-pressured, thunderous words

Rose with a wave of emotion

Trembling my calm, low-tide

I cower and hide

Drenched from its effect

Raging heart crashing against my chest

Waiting for danger to retreat

Praying your high-tide will subside

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