Sunday, September 30, 2007

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. :)

lightning storm
image enhanced by dsnake1
photo from

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.

revised. 29.08.07

mood of the day
the mood is agitated

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Blogger floots said...

powerful imagery
really evokes the feeling of the storm
(storms don't wait to be edited and they do well - as have you) :)

01 October, 2007 03:12  
Blogger polona said...

i never tire of poems about storms
floots said the rest for me :)

01 October, 2007 04:05  
Blogger iamnasra said...

enjoyed being around your poetic storm

01 October, 2007 05:27  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thank you!
"storms don't wait to be edited". that's a good one. :)

thanks! there are many angles to write from, isn't it? :)

glad you like this "poetic storm". :)

01 October, 2007 20:34  
Blogger J. Andrew Lockhart said...

that is a wonderful description of a storm!!

02 October, 2007 12:12  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thanks! over here, we are going to have lots of wet weather soon.

02 October, 2007 23:13  
Anonymous gautami tripathy said...

Storms are in a way so invigorating! Tire os storm poems? Never!

Loved this too..

03 October, 2007 17:40  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

that's true, gautami, storms can be so invigorating, especially in a hot climate like here. :)

03 October, 2007 22:45  
Blogger Pat Paulk said...

Storms are independent critters. You have recreated the "Power Play" perfectly!!

04 October, 2007 22:12  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

yes, pat, they like to throw tantrums anytime they feel like it. :)

04 October, 2007 23:21  
Blogger magiceye said...

wonderful choice of words to translate a stormy evening into a virtual reality!

05 October, 2007 21:14  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thanks! i was afraid some of the words were too strong, making the whole piece too overblown. :)

07 October, 2007 21:34  

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