no storms rising you’ve been wound up for weeks now just waiting for disaster to fall but sometimes the calm is just that Share this:Share Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading... Related This entry was posted in Poetry and tagged anxiety. Bookmark the permalink.