A brilliant thunderstorm one night when the family was gathered at a beach cottage. We watched it wordlessly for an hour and a half.

Lyrics

© 2015 Dave Nealon

a few hands of cards in the kitchen
till we move to the porch rocking chairs
out over the mainland electrons
blazing trails through the dark atmosphere

the sky laying siege to the coastlands
illumines a fortress of cloud
and each strike a new revelation
exposing our shadow and doubt

reflecting together in silence
intermittently midnight and noon
like the waves breaking on our dark island
spraying live oaks that shelter the dune