spring storm

Hint of beginnings of oppressive, dry heat
pushed on easterlies
stirring the winter icy still
to sluggishly resist
onslaughts of snugness against its chill.

Threatening the warmth with cooling water
rushing from the west to support the cold
woolly black blankets of power
whipping the air below to rattle leaves
into a frenzy that sounds a lot like laughter.

Ruckus reigns as they stumble above
rumbling into each other.
Thor pounds once and for a time all quiets
then drums begin to thunder as if
a tympanic orchestra hovers in the heights.

Luminescence precedes each beat -
fire slices and forks
flames flicker sneakily across the horizon
then lightning and thunder amalgamate above
into one frightening denizen -
a blinding flash of dazzling white light
a simultaneous enormous boom
the heavens open and explode a deluge
enough to turn one’s thoughts to
the flood of the historical Jew.

With a snap it is over.
Quiet stillness reigns.
Stunned gums and eucalypts
straighten dripping branches,
shake leaves which, dazzling clean,
sparkle reflected rainbows in filtered sunlight.
Newly washed soil
winds its moist-fresh earthy aroma
through all.

The colourful spray of
a long ago promised covenant
arches across clean blue linen
exposed as the dank mantle above
is pulled away
resisting with muttered grumbles
to accompaniment of,
from somewhere,
the gentle coo of a dove.

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

About the Author

Region, Country: Western Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Favourite poets? So many, so varied. I like particular songs, not necessarily the singer... and the same goes for poetry. I can honestly say though, that Alfred Noyes' The Highwayman was what inspired my love of poetry - my mother began reading it to me when I was still a baby, and it became my favourite bedtime story

Comments

judyanne

14 years 8 months ago

sorry jc

first in best dressed?
you could still use your lines..... i'm sure it wouldn't matter....

smiling too at the coincidence - no such thing ss
we're just wave-lengthed

love and hugs
judd
xxxx

judyanne

14 years 8 months ago

thanks shirl

i got your pm..... so sorry hun, maybe it'll turn up, i'll pray for you
love and big hugs
judy
xxxx

magics02

14 years 8 months ago

Very vivid here my lovely friend

Is this the D poem? I had a chuckle at this line

into one frightening denizen

Yes those storms scary to us and you portrayed a very good picture here in this write. I love this part of the image here you presented:

Quiet stillness reigns after the storm is gone and we sigh. I just love this piece of work you did and entered my mind and heart. Great reading my lovely aussie Mom

Hugs and kisses to you
Mona xoxoxox

judyanne

14 years 8 months ago

my dear darling denizen

this is just the warm up for your poem - getting used to using the word (smile)
love and hugs
judy
xxxx

Nordic cloud

14 years 8 months ago

Awesome thunder poem judyanne

"Luminescence precedes each beat -
fire slices and forks
flames flicker sneakily across the horizon
then lightning and thunder amalgamate above
into one frightening denizen -
a blinding flash of dazzling white light
a simultaneous enormous boom
the heavens open and explode a deluge
enough to turn one’s thoughts to
the flood of the historical Jew.

Aw! I was there in every word
and jumped at every flash and boom,
and that uncanny stillness is so powerful a contrast,
scintillatingly described judyanne, super.

Much love annanya.

judyanne

14 years 8 months ago

glad you enjoyed it annanya

thank you very much for the wonderful comment
love from
judyanne
xxxx

scribbler

14 years 8 months ago

storm

A very descriptive work on the universal spring storm. In line 5 it seemed to me snugness isn't quite right ( is this a local term ?) maybe mugginess? Or it might just be me..........scribbler