Power Play
One evening, on reaching my home after work, a tropical storm broke. The display of fury was awesome, and it prompted me to write this. I was keeping this poem, trying to edit it, but this week was rather busy with work, so i will just drag it out and post it.
You folks must be tired of me writing about storms. :)
image enhanced by dsnake1
photo from visipix.com
power play, 7.05 p.m.
the sky was having
an argument of sorts
the sun was not backing off
night made it known
that it was its turn
and announced it
the stratosphere flickered
like fluorescence gone awry
the sky blinked, then
an electric pitchfork
arced like a parabola
of a slashing katana
the white hot streak
cracking the porcelain skin
of the retreating sky
the troubled air
hissing with the urgency
of an incoming shell
as the rain clouds rolled in
like a cavalry charge
in demented flight
swollen with rain
tumbling over rooftops
TV antennas
sending blackbirds
screaming for shelter
then the sky
turned a darker shade
of rusty grey
with a mean streak
of crimson
slashed across
its face.
28.04.06
revised. 29.08.07
*****************
mood of the day
You folks must be tired of me writing about storms. :)
image enhanced by dsnake1
photo from visipix.com
power play, 7.05 p.m.
the sky was having
an argument of sorts
the sun was not backing off
night made it known
that it was its turn
and announced it
the stratosphere flickered
like fluorescence gone awry
the sky blinked, then
an electric pitchfork
arced like a parabola
of a slashing katana
the white hot streak
cracking the porcelain skin
of the retreating sky
the troubled air
hissing with the urgency
of an incoming shell
as the rain clouds rolled in
like a cavalry charge
in demented flight
swollen with rain
tumbling over rooftops
TV antennas
sending blackbirds
screaming for shelter
then the sky
turned a darker shade
of rusty grey
with a mean streak
of crimson
slashed across
its face.
28.04.06
revised. 29.08.07
*****************
mood of the day
posted by dsnake1 at 10:52 PM
12 Comments:
powerful imagery
really evokes the feeling of the storm
(storms don't wait to be edited and they do well - as have you) :)
i never tire of poems about storms
floots said the rest for me :)
enjoyed being around your poetic storm
floots,
thank you!
"storms don't wait to be edited". that's a good one. :)
polona,
thanks! there are many angles to write from, isn't it? :)
nasra,
glad you like this "poetic storm". :)
that is a wonderful description of a storm!!
andrew,
thanks! over here, we are going to have lots of wet weather soon.
Storms are in a way so invigorating! Tire os storm poems? Never!
Loved this too..
that's true, gautami, storms can be so invigorating, especially in a hot climate like here. :)
Storms are independent critters. You have recreated the "Power Play" perfectly!!
yes, pat, they like to throw tantrums anytime they feel like it. :)
wonderful choice of words to translate a stormy evening into a virtual reality!
magiceye,
thanks! i was afraid some of the words were too strong, making the whole piece too overblown. :)
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