Open Poetry #38 |
It's Like This |
Sunshine
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Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
It’s Like This It’s like this, in Kansas when the summer of August sweeps full swing 180 from heat to steam to crystal hung trees ~ when morning gives loud her roll call to blue and you awake to a sound sung clear, beyond true the day scurries with heat tamping down upon earth, dirt puffs in scorched, weathered, awful birth, and bugles of birds rocket a calling to arms so suddenly clouds scream a distant alarm. Thunder’s rumbling proves its intent when breakers clash break, when moods are bent and then, beneath a deluge of dance, a summer’s late rain and all fall from dry dance like some gentleman, sane. Electricity goes, no power to know; some take to naps, others to some show of things so awesome, so daring, so pure that in witness of storm, comes to know one thing sure for amid the rain, the clouds, and deep bellied thunder ~ even though lightning forms rips the skies in some sunder ~ and air now weighs heavy with sauna-styled steam ~ and birds have been silenced from some strident scream ~ The little squirrel jumps from limbs to relish a treat not minding the storm for nature’s grand feast and then after time, oh, an hour or so, a blessing of rain has provided some glow, and amid droplets forming, yon sun sparkles through washing the trees with crystals hung new and squirrel is dancing all around this joy as if there hung from a Christmas tree, just from him, and were he but a small boy, the joy of fresh crystals, from an afternoon rain and none, no none, could feel any pain… Then birds once more take over in round the quaint that is felt before the soaking up sound for so parched this earth, so thirsty it be, that hungry, sucking sounds are maddeningly crazed, you see; for in one quick gulp ~ and with none remaining that some would run for some shade; for the rain that stood for one, no, but a brief moment or two, was sucked into earth, not enough to renew; though the skies overhead, they hold a promise, that yet may be? And perhaps, perhaps, August will know a little more spree and I will sit here to listen its roar and the house and its holdings will know me at four. © Karilea Rilling Jungel August 13, 2006 |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
You told it like it is ~ and I could hear the thunder roll! Vividly descriptive and a captivating write! Love & Sun Light, Linda |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
I can remember days and nights like this in Ohio, believe it or not...guess I'd better get my rainmaker out....just hope it is not a deluge. Great read, SIL. *hugs*...jo |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
this..... that in witness of storm, comes to know one thing sure for amid the rain, the clouds, and deep bellied thunder ~ even though lightning forms rips the skies in some sunder ~ and air now weighs heavy with sauna-styled steam ~ and birds have been silenced from some strident scream ~ extremely magnificant visuals...strong sense from a woman's point of view...absolutely taking the reader to a place in life, that doesn't seem so bad after the fact....we will survive and go forth, a little better, a little wiser. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
send some rain this way, storms and all..been too dry with very little rain but so humid..if only it would M |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
windows? and the eyes of a storm sounds sensual and worthy of the afternoon enjoyed it ms |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
looking forward to it |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Ahhhh.....thank you for this reminder (Smirk!) of why wild horses couldn't drag me back to Kansas!!!! Wonderful poem though...simply excellent. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sissie....How I long for a storm!! So many wonderful images in this...too many to name nor would I want to steal any from the beautiful whole. |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Wouldn't it be great if that storm were to, say, pick her up house and all, and deposit her in OZ (AKA Southern California)? I'd like that, and I think she would too, in the long run.....seems to me something like that did happen once upon a time.... ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
The Tall Texan asks, "What is rain?" As usual, beautifully done! Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Loved the view through the windows of your eyes MommaK....oh Lordy lady, how you have been MISSED. |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Thank you for showing me, for sharing with me, and for taking on the ride of beautiful poetry. aziza |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
Amazing description and love for the land and elements. I enjoy your Kansas! Take care, Karilea. cathy |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
enjoying the sauna from a distance |
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sandgrain Member Elite
since 1999-09-21
Posts 3662Sycamore, IL, USA |
You helped me see the storm clouds, hear the thunder and feel that humid air. Lovely descriptive piece. Rae |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Oh, an amazing write! I was there, right there! Thank you! |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Penned so vividly and beautifully as only you can. So glad I stopped by 'home'.. I'll be gone again in the sunrise. See you in September. Love ya lady~ For it was not into my ear you whispered |
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