Many moods (the storms approach)

Debbies One Word Sunday: Moody

It is the calm
before the storm
Dark clouds
sweep in
all becomes still
waves crashing
Awaiting
the howling wind
the torrential rain
distant thunder.

Thunderous hooves
the wild stallion
lightning fast
many moods
a whinny away
never close
nostrils flare
mane and tail
flying
The storm
before the calm.