A couple of new poems that I submitted to the Australian Writer's Center competition today. They had to be based on the image you see - hence the post title! Oh and they had to be no more than 23 words. . . 

I stand looking out to the horizon
Feeling that tingle of excitement and fear mixed together
My skin is electric like the air around me
Senses on edge                                       
Watching, waiting for something to happen                             
Clouds gather and blue sky becomes grey
Grey becomes black
Almost like the sun has been swallowed
The wind strengthens and whips my hair around my face
I hug myself, arms wrapped around my chest
The sea starts to swell, waves begin to crash on the shore
The water is green - a beautiful, deep green like an emerald
The wind is hungry and flies around my body, lashing my clothes
Greedily trying to make them take flight
I hear the rumble
At first soft, then louder, louder until
BOOM! CRASH!
Thunder explodes breaking open the sky
Like an axe splitting a log
FLASH! ZING!
Across the clouds
Rippling, illuminating. Lighting crackles
My whole body feels totally alive
Every pore, every sense awake, aware
I stand still, not wanting to break the spell
Not afraid but . . . transfixed, mesmerized. 
The first PLOP of a fat rain drop on my hand
A few and then many
My skin massaged by a thousand tiny fingers
It’s only then that I run to the shelter
One by one the raindrops stop
Thunder quiets down
It's done, spent - the energy gone
Black becomes grey becomes white
The sun peeks out from behind the clouds
Framing them in yellow and orange hues
I feel the soothing caress of the returning warmth
The sky returns to a soft blue
Accompanied by a brilliant arch of colour
The storm is done.