Horizonís eye matted shut Against the jamb; weeping The turbulence of birth. From westward, white-hot fingers Scratch the dark. Rumbling Contractions, the fissured womb Ruptures, howling full term, Conceptionís fury.
if you can dream; you can fly...if you are flying; you are dreaming.
I agree with Denise I would rather watch a thunder storm also. hehehe. I also like this version better. I like the first, but this one has more. Elizabeth said it just right. Add 7 or 8 hours then you got it. Great read.
As to what inspired this....I was just thinking about how when it comes a storm here that the horizon is darkened by the clouds that come from the west. The rest just sort of came to me or came together.