Cream serpent

That bolt of Cream lightening.
The cloudy soup flanking the city with fronts of rains and hard claps.
Baton down the hatches.
The tumbling boulders that are the thunder.
Prompting worry or mild wonder.
Rain strengthens thickening and developing into an intense deluge.
The storm is hitting and they say it´s huge.
Lightening flicking on and off like a childs finger on the light switch.
Pedestrian petrified kneedeep hiding in a ditch.
I saw one of those bolts falling toward the earth like an electric serpent illuminated.
Perhaps for some of nature´s laws, no doubt carelessly violated.