The Storm

In the distance, a rumbling, a crackling.
A bolt of lightning strikes the apparent horizon.

Sitting on the deck
I watch this huge, ominous cloud
drifting across the sky.
A likeness of the "Screamer"
stares down at me 
from this dark, fluffy mass.

The rain begins,
with big droplets at first.
A gusting wind howls,
followed by a blinding sheet of rain
then some hail.

I run for cover.