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Anticlimax

I lay down to sleep with the lovely lilts of rain and the soft whisper of wind in my ears At some unearthly hour wakened up from sleep by howls and shrieks I don’t know when the rain and wind turned into a tumultuous roar and why I failed to notice the windows turning on their hinges and the doors snap open and shut When I woke up, I saw the land inundated trees arm twisted and splintered hanging limp in lifeless mass beleaguered by wind's foul game and the leaves still shedding drops of tears! ( This happened yesterday night) Sep.1.2022 A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest

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Joe Maverick

Date: 9/6/2022 12:44:00 PM

Well the wind can be gentle, mild; breezy or Gale-force, each stage Interacting with its Surrounds and plant; treelife.' Waters etc.) And we can be enriched or impoverished it Makes no difference the wind still flows.' Enjoyed your most descriptive study; Valsa.

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 9/4/2022 8:25:00 AM

Our weather patterns are horrific Valsa, and i feel no one on planet earth will be able to evade them. sad write my friend but extremely well penned. Hugs and blessings, JENNIFER.

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 9/3/2022 7:47:00 AM

A rather chilling write Valsa. Nature has a way of expressing herself in gentleness and violence. The "...leaves still shedding drops of tears!" is a lovely line! Linda

Tom Cunningham

Date: 9/3/2022 12:04:00 AM

Massive storms like that can be terryfying Valsa, hope the weather improves for you soon. Tom

Bill Baker

Date: 9/2/2022 1:47:00 PM

Mother Nature can be both a surprise and unkind at times. Pleasant beginning, and a terrible rain storm that hurt the trees you care about. Excellent descriptions throughout your poem, Valsa. A good entry for the contest my dear friend. Smiles ~ Blessings Bill

Gershon Wolf

Date: 9/2/2022 11:51:00 AM

Sounds like there was a lull in the lullaby there. :) gw

Rico Leffanta

Date: 9/1/2022 10:55:00 AM

Monsoon sweeps are quite common, yet continue to surprise people, including the weather "experts". Just another reminder to cherish each moment of life before it is swept away! Aloha!

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 9/1/2022 8:23:00 AM

Sudden storms are often least expected Usually we get one end of September. Not pleasant. NB My poetry site is now opened if you are interested.

Christuraj Alex

Date: 9/1/2022 6:52:00 AM

Your writings are, truly, pleasure to my mind. Kindly continue writing.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 9/1/2022 4:24:00 AM

It is the season of winds, rain, and storms--as you so well portray in this lively poem, Valsa. Detailed images convey the wrath of season. Best to you.