Calling her name

( #poem #poetry #free #verse #name #gas )

The nice quiet night
Sitting there without fright
What a time
What a night

How could this peace end

Without warning,
sight, plea, or writ
A rumbling began to grow

Oh please
Oh please No.

How could this happen now
The pressure growing within
The displeasure showing

My mind anguishing
What if she hears
What if she knows
The terrible sound
It will come.

Brrraaapp!

She did wail
"Did you call me"

©2017 Brady L.B.