April Storm

A short look from tornado alley

Royal purple clouds
Cloaking azure sky.
Rolling thunder peals,
Following lightning’s spark.

Roiling as a cauldron
Vortex, twisting, spinning
Greenish 'anvil cloud'
Funnels, dipping, diving.

Siren’s claxon sounds
Alerting all who hear.
Winds die, eerie calm,
Softly the roar begins.

Violence from the sky,
Tornado touches down,
Destruction abounds,
Chaos defines the time...

Fluffy white clouds
Float in the azure sky.
Silence fills the air
For now the storm has passed.