Threatening Thunderstorms

We've had rain for the past few days and more rain is expected tomorrow. We need the rain, but not the grumbling thunder that comes with it.  A couple of my cats do not like storms.  Maybe it sounds too much like a dog growling. Pugsley is one, who most likely got the fear of storms from his mom, who at one time was an outside cat before I gave her a home. Thunderstorms are rolling through right now - not at all to Pugsley's liking and he hides under my chair when the rumble bumbles start.

Thunder Storm

© Kathleen M. Martin


As thunder rumbled, wondered I:
How come this grumble from the sky?
And lightning flashed and tore asunder,
This very sky that I stand under!
Hot and humid was the day,
In that sticky summer way;
And hot air thought it would be wise,
To take its stifling clouds and rise.
And so the clouds of cumulus,
Gave themselves and upward thrust.
At break-neck speed, they did collide,
With cold air on the other side.
Hello! Said hot air to the cold,
(Which made the clouds upset, I'm told.)
For at their tops, in their defense,
They carried anvils, quite immense.
But hot air flashed cold air a smile,
Which could be seen for many miles;
And cold air cried in great delight,
Which shook the sky with force and might.
Clouds, unimpressed and unafraid,
Began to rain on their parade.
But people just below on earth,
Alarmed at hot and cold's great mirth,
Dropped their chores and ran for cover
To give privacy to these two lovers.
For love, although we think it warm,
Can be as violent as a storm.

Source: Thunder Storm, Rain Poems http://www.poetryinnature.com/nature/poetry.asp?poem=1834#ixzz2dl5MRPWX
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A huge boom of thunder just sounded and Tawnya, who is not usually bothered by storms and was lying next to me, flew off the chair knocking my keyboard on the floor!  Really pouring rain so I shall end this post.  Before it's over, I might be hiding under the chair along with Pugsley!