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Night Storm


09.28.11 Posted in today's words by

Joe Massingham was born in the UK but has lived the second half of his life in Australia. He has been a Navy officer, university student, PhD, tutor, lecturer, and Master of Wright College, University of New England NSW. He has run his own writing and editing business, but retired early because of cancer and heart problems. He now spends his time waiting to see medical practitioners, writing poetry and prose, and smelling the roses. His work has been published in Australia, Eire, India, NZ, UK, and the USA.

Night Storm
By Joe Massingham

Hammering
leaps me from sleep,
thunder grumbles, surly undertone.
Urgent, surging blood subsides,
stills fear or care.
Sleep’s quicksand sucks me back
and I sink down to where
no hammers sound.



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