Victoria Anderson-Throop Poet Free verse

Eating Thunder

EATING THUNDER


I am Storm Lover
Eater of Thunder.

Ruffled grey beauty of winter's restless water
Licks trembling raindrops as they tumble
down the mountain, slip into the sea
delicate and innocent as babes
Into the depths
Of no tomorrow

My reckless heart races with pleasure, compounded
As each grey day begets another
As each black brooding tantalizing cloud stretches out welcoming arms
To embrace even blacker wilder brothers

I devour thunder
In great gulps of terror
Relish the taste of wind's savage muscle 
Shudder with icy destruction’s flavor 
Exult in lingering power on my lips

I am Storm Lover.
I am Thunder Eater.

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Carl Fraser November 4, 2012 at 1:26 AM I love this poem because i love storms, would watch them roll in off the lake for hours, greatly penned, blessings Carl

Tim Ryerson October 24, 2012 at 8:32 AM Wow!...what a gripping description of a thunder storm, Victoria...I too am drawn to Mother Nature's wilder, darker side...we have hurricanes down here and I always stand outside to watch them come in until it gets too dangerous...I looked for your Tiger poem but could not find it...could you tell me which one it is? - Tim