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                                         Raging War and anger, as tears fall. 

The Naked brazen placid blue Meets its foe the dark forbidding nemeses Who unleashes his growing anger and fury Obliterating and defeating his enemy Proclaims a victory and unrolls his miserable shroud With utter contempt And spews his venom Impregnating his virgin haraam Now expecting His deflowered concubines Grow bigger and heavier Until their waters burst Showering the flooded ground below Casting ovaline glassy silvery opaque globules In profusion splosh and splash As they explode as tiny bombs Upon a relentless air raid Pitter patter Distributing its flow Into small expanding mirrored pools And bleeding artery streams The sodden earth turns to sticky mud and slippery sludge Animals and critters had taken cover The songstress remain silent among lofty trees And fold their wings polished glossy damp leaves The drizzle makes them bob up and down The pungent damp earthy stench permeates The polluted air Steadily the rage of the vengeful victor Cools down His cup spiled and empty Weakens his dominance and prowess The powerful Sun Executes the now vulnerable helpless Victor Consigned to his demise The now beaming slayer The dark shrouding cloak Folded up and thrown away Until war breaks out once more Lberation and transformtion. Suddenly out of the blue The warming smiling sun expands its rays Drys the soddened forsaken ground below Bursts back to life in a blaze of glory The rain has had it's reign The artistic creator God Paints multi ultra coloured arches Peeping through dull grey A reminder about the flood The prolific leaves lose their sheen and gleam The watered flowers open their hearts once more Giving a beautiful vibrant showy display The little mirrors have misted over Their reflection gone And the sundried puddles Just empty cups The chirpy birds unfold their wings once more Leave the shelter of their covert cosy nests Steepleing high on a tendril The birds are now joyous Breakout twitters warbles and trills In celebration with jubilation And appreciation The animals and critters Come out of their hiding places Fluttering tissue paper painted Ladies Dance a midair sweet ballet Shrews and tiny harvest mice Sup drops of rain from Buttercup's Snails with their attached Slither and slide at a steady pace Leaving behind silver trails behind The worms from underground Come up to see what is going on Sleepy Dormice awake Stretch yawn and stretch Within their cosy warm nest The soothing warm tickling breeze Stires the summer adorn frocks Caressed shivering gently To and throw Bluebells ring their bells Daffodils play their trumpets Texas Bluebonnet flowers display their beauty in profusion Vibrant carpets of lush green grassy Bejewelled idle meadows Sweep across valleys steepling tor pleasant boarded pastures and Vale The winding weaving snaking brook River and silver ribbons Of wavering tassels streams Now replenished. Inspired, by my talented poet friends on this site. And one in particular the amazing, talented friend in Texas Texas Bluebonnets are stunning, But don't make me wear one.

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Date: 3/31/2024 10:16:00 AM
Your imagery is fabulous Pete as you once again weave a tale so bold and poignant with your brilliant words Pete. I mirror my neighbor Sara in her comments about contrast and effectiveness. :)
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Date: 3/29/2024 3:16:00 PM
Fabulous wordplay and exquisite descriptive phrases and images. Such an engaging poem!! The contrast between the beginning verses and the 2d set was striking and effective. Your poem was a masterpiece in many ways. I'm sincerely impressed. Thank you for including bluebonnets as well as your poetess friend in Texas. I'm grateful for our connection. Know you've inspired me with both your poetry and your kind comments. Wishing you a wonderful evening, hugs, Sara
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Date: 3/29/2024 11:53:00 AM
Dear peter, this is impressive and impeccable, so many descriptive lines throughout and the way youv painted imagery as well as your use of metaphors truly is so very artistic and unique, some of the most interesting and clever lines that stood out the most for me are the ones where youve mentioned concubines and virgin haraam. Clever wordplay. And i love the ending the most! Soulfully divine and magical imagery! Pleasure reading this. Sending you light
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Date: 3/29/2024 9:31:00 AM
Hello, Pete; I liked how your poem explores the interplay between nature's forces and human emotions. Your explicit imagery and evocative language create a visceral experience, immersing me in the intensity of the elements and the complexities of human triumph and vulnerability. I also liked the transformation from rage to renewal which is beautifully depicted, offering a poignant reflection on the cyclical nature of life and the enduring power of resilience. - Well Done! - Blessings, Daniel
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Date: 3/29/2024 11:24:00 AM
Hey Daniel. Thank you much my talented friend. So glad you enjoyed it. I've only finished it. Took all day. I'm really grateful. Your replies are sheer poetry too. I was inspired by you, and fellow poets on here. You opened my eyes, to how artful poetry can be. I'll never aspire to your 'High standards'. I could never reach your planet.Take my friend, Pete.

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