PURPLE HOT ANGER

PURPLE HOT ANGER

The sky flashes its purple hot wrath
Amidst flashes of white lights,
Reflected below on the silvery surface.
In shades of blues and purples.
How can I replicate this beauty?
How can I capture it in a picture?
I can’t.
Captured is only a glimpse of the fury.
A quick shot of its hot anger.
Don’t look away
For soon it will gone
By the clouds eager to take its place.