Mind Clutter.....

piling black clouds,

white, cold underbelly

rimmed in slate gray,

storm on a horizon

wide and flat

mountainous and misty

rolling green hills

anyone’s terrain

thunder clouds

come quickly

prairie thunder storms

flash brilliantly

hover darkly

slant rain harshly in 

waves of awesome anger, then

slip 'round and over the horizon.

debris of the storm

wet and sodden

dries in warm sunshine

left to be picked up

rearranged

mended

put back in place or

discarded

while the rest of life continues

wrapping around and through,

expectations of others

weigh heavily.

"A man who cannot get angry is like a stream

that cannot overflow, that is always turbid. 

Sometimes indignation is as a thunderstorm 

in summer, clearing and cooling the air."

 ~ Henry Ward Beecher, Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit