Bay storm approaching

It is taking shape
Out there to northwest
Georgian Bay blue
Disturbed by this greyness.
Front edge curling over and over
Greyish, greenish like
The suggestion of tornado/waterspout.
Neighbours in cottage island nearby
Hustling to bring in
Twin Mercury boat, a beauty.
Moor the darling securely.
So Douglas a tornado on the way?
Waterspout?
Hurricane?
(Goderich had one)
Nah but pretty neat suggestion.
Bolts of lightning now shocking
In their ejaculatory brilliance.
And message.
Oh boy, this is gonna be Something!
Winds
Grumbling
Unsteadying
Wet.
Drenched, yahoo.
Mess right overhead and nasty mean.
Great to have seen.
Now I have been.