Best Thunderclaps Poems

Fool of Infiniti

A wanton bird pecks at the stars
A Jester peers through crystal bars
This prison of love with rainbow hue
Illusion parts to lets you through

On dragon wings forever free
You quest into your dreams to see
Smoke and mirrors and shadow haze
To guide you through an endless...

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The rains had come and washed away the old world,
the thunder had banged its drum
with a weary warning ---
' I do not come oft, but I return and weep
and growl a lion's roar ' ---
I will for a brief moment be as a child
and fear...

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Love in Winter

                              A winterbed with ice cold feet is hot.
These snowy buds outshine the season’s...

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Written: December 05, 2023
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Earth's mysteries—swirling in the sky.
Heaven is comely with lemon meringue.
Vaporizing clouds are dulcet and colored.
Cinnamon light was shed on my shoulders.

Peering onto the horizon of a waning sun.
Beethoven and Mozart split...

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Dreams herein, our progeny, still birth sometimes inside,
blind and rigor twisted, formless foetuses upon
the terrace steps where innocence bled and occasionally died
screeching for salvation when every shred of hope was gone.
Yet also soared in glorious flight, monstrous span
of righteous flapping wings in the stadium sky,
drummed...

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"All night long the northern streamers
Shot across the trembling sky:
Fearful lights, that never beckon
Save when kings or heroes die." - William Edmondstoune Aytoun

     It is rare to find heroes as an adult. Although I never had the honor of meeting her,...

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outside, it was raining
as it was inside 

drinks spilling onto the floor
from incessantly topped-up glasses held by 
forgetting, gesticulating hands
  
spittle flying from mouths attached to people 
in love with their own voices
their little huddled audiences salivating 
over every word or the prospect 
of...

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Gods of mythology from long ago,
commanded humans act within their law
or else there might be punishment, and so
man worshiped, followed, never to withdraw.

These gods ruled over sun, moon, rain, and wind;
and humans prayed to them for harmony.
Now in our world, they would be quite chagrined
by...

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The sound of the conch-shell coming from the sea,
then the beat of the drums imitating the reef.
Waves thundering when they hit the boulders,
hissing menacingly as they creep
through the channel shoulders.

As the sea awakens when the tide comes in,
the wind responses by fanning the harmony
of sounds...

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HARMONY 69
The night of twelfth December `69  
knotted together an icy storm wind 
that whipped False bay`s waves 
to white -frilled blankets.
Thunderclaps against primal rocks
resonated through a ghettoe of glowing tents
on a dark, rough ,bushy patch .

Rising plaintively above the din 
of drums and...

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distant thunderclaps
herald the coming of rain
amid the light show...

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I remember when my Aunt
wanted a divorce,
said, "at last my time is mine
I shall live on the Golf Course".

My Uncle never played
he gave the game a snub,
thought it pretty pointless
to hit a ball with club.

He only wanted offspring,
to fertilise her eggs,
but she was bloody adament
he...

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Thrashing like Medusa's locks,
water-whipped kelp lash, and flay.
And angry waves pummel rocks;
morphing into a salt spray.

The sky's a cauldron of clouds,
filled with a seething witch's brew.
And heaven's draped in dark shrouds;
not a single star shines through.

As lightning ignites the dark,
thunderclaps make the ground quake.
And gusty...

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A galaxy of twinkling stars obscured;
behind prodigious banks of sullied clouds.
Lightning flashes, followed by thunderclaps,
dominate the scene, dispersing the crowds.

Brisk breezes tussle the tops of the trees;
their branches bending as the winds increase.
And a mixture of raindrops and hailstones
tears loose leaves into fragmented pieces. 

Ebony...

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Do you mind
If I share a dialogue?
My chalice of truth and reality
Is far too full to contain the depths of my soul
A chalice of roads trod, rivers crossed, and mountains climbed
Bearing a brew too overpowering and juxtaposed
To consume in solitude
Come share in my abundance
Lest I...

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