Thunder, Action!

For us, delicious high drama
as we lay in bed appreciating the
drum roll of thunder, the clash of
the dark night split by lightning
the wind roaring, rain lashing
against our windows. For our two
little dogs, alarming threats as they
cowered and barked and we soothed 
their uneasiness and enjoyed the 
theatre inherent in a night of violent
rolling thunderstorms, we snug and
comfortable. By morning the sky
had cleared and sun beamed its
warming balm over the landscape
inviting us to decamp for a hike
in the dripping, humid woods.
Our impulse shared by others with
whom we spent more time chatting 
than our two leashed companions 
could tolerate. In that spent time the 
shafts of sunlight seeping through the
drenched forest canopy ceased while
the mood turned dense with dark 
expectation. Soon theatrical claps 
of thunder drew imminent, our pups
leading us skipping through the 
forest trail, storm's initial droplets
ample warning we had too long
tarried. Yet haste and fortune earned
a reprieve and soon we watched in
fascination as the morning turned night
and once again a tumult of rain
thundered down from the dark sky.