Ominous black clouds eerily shroud
the misty reddish orange canyons
as a cold driving rain slowly veils
the golden plains while the ragged
wagon train painfully trudges along
the muddy trail alert to the dangerous
skies that scream with thunderous crashes
and evilly light the land with violently
flashing streaks of silvery-blue lightning
leaving the hardy adventurers to wonder if
they'll make it out alive and reach the
promised lands of San Francisco.
Donavon Scott Vinson