Storm Clouds
The clouds spike their way in, grey and powerful
An amazing sight, climbing up to the sky
Such power and light flows through in bountiful
Electric pulses-mastermind-move and die
Where now the rain begins to flow very hard
Storm comes striking in just like a razor shard
It leaves its mark in the barren land beneath
Drowning the cacti with power, rain bequeath
Russell Sivey lives in the United States and has been writing poetry for 26 years (after his major car accident that left his arm paralyzed). He has been improving year after year. Russell enjoys reading poetry as well as writing it He finds himself listening to almost any type of music. Russell has been with Poetry Soup for almost 3 years and enjoys the poetry that he reads there from his friends. He is currently attending school for a Creative Writing degree with a specialization in Poetry. Yes, that means he will have a poetry degree. He looks forward to reading everyone's poems here on this site. His muse is the moon.
Dear Russell,
ReplyDeleteI have seen many such storms approaching and just last week the lightning left me in the dark. Still, I must admit, it is always amazing to watch these storms approach.
Your "razor shard" describes the impact perfectly and, unfortunately, many crops, as well as other plants, succumb to flooding rainwater. It's wonderful to see you posting again, my friend. Missed you!
Love,
Carolyn
Thank you, Jack Horne, for the following--
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Nice poem, Russell. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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Russell, You brought such memories to mind of when I lived in Arizona and would watch a coming summer storm. I loved to anticipate the rain as it would always cool off the heat and that was a good thing for me. Thanks for a very picturesque poem. I really enjoyed it.
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