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Open Poetry #46

The Storm

gilead
Senior Member

since 2008-03-10

Posts 1067
nevada, USA

0 posted 2010-02-21 08:50 PM

Hell came up
From the bowels of the earth,
And took up its abode
In the heavens—thunder, like dreadful bombs
Exploding all about! The whip crack
Of lightening, turning night into day,
Torrents of angry hail and rain assaulting
The fragile rooftop! The old house moaned
And shuddered, begging for mercy,
As the human inhabitants huddled together
In uncertainty, in a small, darkened room . . .

Then, as quickly as it had come,
It was gone, sending back mocking rumbles
Of muted thunder, saying—I was here,
I had my way, and I will come again!

ken206573
Member

since 2008-10-14

Posts 487

1 posted 2010-02-23 09:10 AM

Outstanding, it was like I was there in that house, within that storm.

Robert E. Jordan
Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-25

Posts 8541
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

2 posted 2010-02-23 01:08 PM

Yo Art,

This is a good poem. That's the way it is with storms.

Keep up the good work.

Bobby

gilead
Senior Member

since 2008-03-10

Posts 1067
nevada, USA

3 posted 2010-02-23 02:06 PM

Thanks for your generous comment, Ken. I was a boy when this event occurred, and I tried my best to record it faithfully. There is no other medium like poetry to express the human experience.

Regards,

Art

gilead
Senior Member

since 2008-03-10

Posts 1067
nevada, USA

4 posted 2010-02-23 02:08 PM

Hey Bobby -- I am always pleased to hear from you. Thanks for the read, and the encouraging words.

The best to you my friend!

Art

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