Tempest (an acrostic poem)

The storm was coming; she could feel it in her bones

Electrical shocks paused through her emotional system

Making her nerves sizzle, waiting for the other shoe to fall

Penelope didnā€™t want to be this apprehensive

Everyone has a bad day every once in a while

So she was due, and yet she knew this was different

Thunder rolled across her mental landscape.Ā  Then the downpour started

 

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