Diane M Quinlan Poet Dramatic Verse

A Brewing Storm

anger, anxiety, fear, howl, natural disasters, nature, seasons,

A Brewing Storm ©


Thunder and Lightning, ‘Me Oh My’!
Blasts and ‘vamps’ its warring symbolic call
Ceiling clouds roll in a ‘smoking’ broil simmer
Pressures build, stirred to exploding crescendos 
Light-bolted charges sent to spike a ground 
Heavens open and release bright fire bolts down
Blackness is now showing cut sliced silvery veins
Few if more 'rests' between a signature storms charge 
Will stay the night for a short reprieve to woo us into not 
Sending in their hushes before the dramatic storm slammer 
Is its 'gift' of quietness for reflection to what comes next
Beware, time to take a breath and watch and listen, listen!

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Diane M Quinlan June 4, 2015 at 8:11 AM Thanks Skat A your comments are always so lifting, glad you visited, take care---didee

Skat A June 3, 2015 at 10:50 PM Diane, I like the brewing thought ..... SKAT Diane M Quinlan June 4, 2015 at 8:27 AM Me again...I took another look at the 'dramatic poem' which is the first time I have called any of my poems dramatic and felt it needed to be a wee bit more (dramatic) and so 'above' you will read where I made my changes. Thanks for guiding me to reread and revise!.....didee