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Surveyor of the Storm

SURVEYOR OF THE STORM

Today’s early afternoon is somber-gray.
Red, white, blue, cherry willow, stars.

A single lightning bolt, in downward zigzag,
striking, alongside the bark of a crépe myrtle.*

Loose leaves sliding down oil-slicked street.
Goodnight skies rise into the light.

Verve-quake of thunder. I saw clouds rise and fall,
flutter by. Chimes and metallic owls, mirrors and bells

keep those pesky ‘peckers at bay, but will they survive
if the wind takes them away? (They did)

 Yesterday’s moonlight
will be drenched behind midnight-clouds.

Spectacular sun-days orchestrate Spring hues
as wings splish-splosh in flooding bath tubs.

     Well, I imagine so…
as faith remains.

3/25/2021
Non-rhyming couplets

*striking used as adj. here
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Proxenos Avatar
April 7, 2021 at 11:22 AM
Kim your poems are truly articulate and worthy of all the comments and praise you receive. I'm back on soup, Elias had a major op and then he had a recuperation process at home. Thank God all went well and he is great. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
Rodrigues Avatar
April 8, 2021 at 12:02 PM
I’m glad to hear all went well. Thank you, Jennifer!
Mcconnell Avatar
March 27, 2021 at 1:24 PM
Nice penning Kim so well put together with lovely imagery too. Have a blessed weekend,Gordon
Rodrigues Avatar
March 27, 2021 at 3:14 PM
Happy Weekend! Thank you, Gordon!
Kendrick Avatar
March 27, 2021 at 9:52 AM
Ahh!! A very descriptive and creative work you have been in this one. One day the bird bath was coated with solid yellow and then it poured rain and the yellow was washed away even from the bird bath. They said thank you by coming by and taking a bath and drinking. Sara
Rodrigues Avatar
March 27, 2021 at 10:54 AM
How fun! Nice to see pollen wash away!
Sands Avatar
March 26, 2021 at 4:51 PM
Amazing poem Kim. Very well written and I can still hear the splish- splosh too :)
Rodrigues Avatar
March 26, 2021 at 6:22 PM
Thank you, Heidi!
Devonshire Avatar
March 26, 2021 at 10:51 AM
A fabulous description of the storm, Kim! I especially enjoyed the line "Yesterday’s moonlight will be drenched behind midnight-clouds." Great visuals throughout. If for a contest, best wishes for a win! Hugs, Carolyn
Rodrigues Avatar
March 26, 2021 at 2:21 PM
Thank you, Carolyn!
Ball Avatar
March 26, 2021 at 8:38 AM
Excellent Kim. o be so scared of storms because of the lightening. She would get up on the bed or the couch and draw her feet under her. She said if it was going to strike her it would first have to find her. lol Great write. God Bless, JB
Rodrigues Avatar
March 26, 2021 at 9:42 AM
That is real fear. Last night woke me up. Since we were under a tornado watch, I was on alert.
Cunningham Avatar
March 26, 2021 at 7:53 AM
You discribed storms well Kim, saw some brilliant ones a few years ago in Florida. Hope your weekend goes well. Tom
Rodrigues Avatar
March 26, 2021 at 8:17 AM
I bet! The best storm I saw was over a Durham Bull’s field. It was like a laser light show! Then the crowd started yelling,”chicken...chicken.” We were shrugging our shoulders. Out runs a person dressed as a chicken. Too funny, along with the famous bull that snorts at home runs.
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