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the storm

Thunderous bang
Blinding flash of lightning
A loud clap
The crack of a whip on air
The storm raged on
The endless shower of the heavens
Continued to pour in a furious gush
With a staccato matched by no other
Droplets of water merged to form bombs
That dispelled the rhythm of sleep 
The rain ceased to sooth
As its arrival on the tin roofs
Sounded in disturbing fashion
All sound silenced by the shimmering and hissing
The heavens continued to spit on the earth


Dust turned into mud
Streaks of puddles formed
United they raced in a furor in tune to the laws of gravity
The parched earth sucked the running water
Choked and spat out the trapped air
But the water was not to be outdone
As it rushed in a melee far from the earths surface
Into choreographed gutters, trenches and reservoirs

The rain droned on
The deepest slumbers awakened
This was not a rain like any other
The roof cracks began to pour in water not droplets
Widened and rendered the roof useless
Inhabitants were drenched within four vertical walls
The wind arrived with a loud whistle
And the loud protest of roofing sheets
As they were ripped of with extreme violence
They were tossed like  leaves 
Until they were suddenly dropped lifeless several meters away

The wind cracked windows
Sucked out trees from the embrace of the earth
The planted crop was carried upright and life less 
On a ride of its life
To be dropped as if in disgust far from the field
Those that remained in the ploughed land
Lay flat heads and body battered to submission by the pelting rain

Then like the end of the tango
The rain slowed down with contrasting grace
With extreme haste after laying to waste
Everything all had worked for


The silence of the night returned
With all things tongue tied 
The morning arrived after eternity
The pale rays of dawn
Revealing the gruesome sight to all and sundry
The sorrowful disarray
Of abandoned life forms and possessions
Then far from beyond the mountain
The thunder rumbled as if in satisfaction
Of the immense destruction and impending starvation and doom

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  1. Date: 3/17/2012 6:16:00 PM
    While you've shosen to call this Light Poetry, the work is deeply moving. Excellent write. Congratulationns - Chuck

  1. Date: 3/12/2012 12:25:00 PM
    This is a wery well written poem Norah, like it alot. - oxox love Anne-Lise

  1. Date: 3/12/2012 8:15:00 AM
    Womderful poem and congrats on feature... Patrick

  1. Date: 3/12/2012 6:39:00 AM
    Congratulations on your poetry being featured this week Norah. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 7/29/2011 10:12:00 AM
    Your poetry is very interesting and holds the readers attention from start to finish Norah. Have a splendid weekend and I will return to read more of your writing soon. Love, Carol