There's a storm somewhere raging tonight and storms are great energy and beauty.Sure wish I were there too.
~SKR~
You sense when a great storm approaches
It rambles and shakes from the floor
Feels like horses stampeding
Just nature marching once more
The awesome drips that are speeding
Like bullets when rain hits the roof
Its hard to quiet your heartbeat
When drops are like horses hooves
They seem to be chasing their shadows
The shadows being the clouds
The darkness of forces approaching
Thunder that threatens...out loud
Flares of natures ambition
Feeding the earth with such force
Spears of light...ammunition
Threatening us all on her course
Marching like Sherman she broaches
The marshes that lead to the sea
Afterward calming her creatures
The animals, birds and then me
The calm after she leaves us
Its heaven smitten with greens
Limes and colors of emeralds
Washed over and smelling so clean.
there is nothing quite like the inspiration of a storm...whether it be in a tea cup, or the reverberations and thunderheads of the clash of souls. it is in the awsome power of uncontrolled passion.
wonderful write
not 'gush'...just an honest assessment.
hugs and smiles
krissy
Reviewed by the phantom pheonix (Reader)
Reviewed on February 26, 2003
this was so dark and awesome i could hear and feel the storm raging around me awesome job on this wonderful poem
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
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William
Excellent__
Washed Over & Smelling So Clean__ If Only We Could say That For All Humanity__Huh!
TRASK
Jack
wonderful write
not 'gush'...just an honest assessment.
hugs and smiles
krissy
Bonnie
the storm is swelling but the beauty you hold in pen lassos it to a calm.
peggy