I'm Afraid of Weather by James Navé

Weather sometimes frightens me
when I'm on the road heading west
out of Oklahoma City, late afternoon,
500 miles behind me, the sun easy
on my face. Weather, harsh weather,
not in sight, out of mind. Then, the dark
clouds pop up to the south. Mean creatures
all black and gray, chewing the blue sky
like a swarm of ferocious large bees
God invented just to panic me, to turn
my drive into a long-range shooting field.
Then, from the west, more clouds appear.
Where do these clouds come from?
What happened to my day? What happened
to my blue sky? Where did the sun go?
Once these monsters start, they don't stop.
God knows this; God sends them anyway.
That's just what God does. Soon, the first drops
of rain hit. Then bolts of lightning flash
across the sky. I'm surrounded by black
and lightning and thunder and ice.
My heart sweats. My eyes grow thin.
My hands dangle from my wrists.
Will there be a funnel? Will it suck me
out of my car and up into the sky?
I try to drive on but can't; I can't
move, the storm has captured me.
I am still. Rain. Wind. Thunder.
Lightning. And me on the road,
stopped, going nowhere.
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