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jane210660
jane210660
Jun 12, 2016 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

A summer storm

The air is heavy
with hot, hazy sunshine.
Yesterday's golden glow
now sultry and oppressive.
Rivulets run
and a sweaty torpor
pervades.

As the sky darkens,
a welcome whisper of cool breeze
stirs in the branches of overhead trees.
The distant rumble of thunder
gathers momentum
as the first drops
fall.

All senses seem heightened.
Static moments charged with expectation
hang suspended,
awaiting that inevitable moment
of fearful glory
when the heavens unleash their terrible
fury.

The downpour hits hard
drenching parched ground
sun baked.
Torrents surge, forcing flash floods
and small streams
whilst all around, the thunder
resounds.

The sky, now lit
by iridescent fork and flash
cracks and booms
as the gods reign down their displeasure.
I stand and stare from open door
filled with a mixture of fear and
awe.

Now, slowly, slowly the force subsides
as the gods in their chariots
command fresh skies.
The battle royal is finished, done
and from behind a cloud
I glimpse the
sun.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: I love a good thunder storm - as long as I'm not stuck on top of a high hill in open country side when it strikes. We had one the other day, so I sat down to write.......... Jx

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Yorkshire England, GBR

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Comments

Esker

Esker

9 years 1 month ago

incredible action

love the flow of this
and word use
it all fits
last paragraph is exact!
U certianly have an
eye for poetry

and I think totally visually
so I greatly enjoyed this

thank u!

loved the word use torpor
havent seen it in a long
while...

sweet!!

jane210660

jane210660

9 years 1 month ago

Thank you very much Esker, I

Thank you very much Esker, I did spend a while on this, ironing out the wrinkles. What else to do on sleepless nights, when it's too warm and muggy to get comfortable. Jx

Esker

Esker

9 years 1 month ago

Love storms

Because I soak in atmosphere....revel in it actually..
and storms are so very passionate also
your hard work shows in this

because of my ADD attention deficit disorder
my poems are just thrown out there fast
and limited time often on computer

why I love this place
and appreciate the craftsmanship
that U and others put into their
poetry
and revisions too
I know I never rework mine
once I write it..the meaning
feeling is gone
I cant sustain the thoughts long
enough...

Its a great poem Jx

thank U!

China Blue

China Blue

9 years 1 month ago

Jane

I thoriughly enjoyed reading this poem the words you use bring the poem to life

jane210660

jane210660

9 years ago

Hi Chrys

Many thanks for dropping by to read and your kind comment. I'm so glad you enjoyed reading. Jx

jane210660

jane210660

9 years 1 month ago

Hi Lovedly, hope you are well.

One of my favourite descriptions of torpor, is a sluggish indifference.
You know that feeling often induced by hot muggy weather, when everything is too much trouble :-) Jxx

S

scribbler

9 years ago

Hi

I really like the intentional misuse of "reign". And storms are also a fave thing of mine. Could use one today. The high is supposed to flirt with 100 F...............stan

jane210660

jane210660

9 years ago

Hi Stan

Yes I deliberated over reign/rain for a while, but deliberately chose that one.
84 here today, which is warm for north UK, quite muggy, I can feel a storm a coming!
Thanks for dropping by and commenting. Jx

lovedly

lovedly

8 years 12 months ago

I am picking up unique words of poetry from all over

pristine _____petrichor______ topor--------- iridescent>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
and many more

then I will come out with a Thesaurus Poetic for sure
will you compete with me
Lady Jane so busy
a teacher you be
and I simple
pimple flimple wafflee bee
Judy must also see