#WritcoPoemPrompt36
Rising oceans,
A warming globe,
Savage storms,
A warning foretold,
Furious winds,
Howling at night,
How can it be,
That this feels,
right
Waves crash,
into the rocks,
Thunder strikes in,
the night sky,
The smell of rain
lingers
I put my hood,
over my head,
and continue to,
walk my path.