From my drone, I see you far below
The elk stampedes, the red rocks glow
I'm like the storm over the plain
Can you outrun the rain?
You hope to make it to the black rock lands
But no-one is left, no helping hands
My drone lets loose, a bolt from the blue
The earth erupts, but it misses you.
You think of sunshine before this war
No idea back then what was in store
That foolish empathy now seems in vain
Can you outrun the rain?
You galloped the prairie, now your horse is lame
You dismount you and jog, can't face the blame.
Behind you thunder shakes the plain:
Can you outrun the rain?
You think of the horror that you helped bring
The bombed-out craters where vultures sing.
Truth wasn't your value, that was your stain
You seeded the cloud and now comes the rain.
I send a new command to the drone
I can't go through with this, so I call it home.
My heart goes out to you, I feel your pain
I'll look away while you outrun the rain.
Out of the blue, a bolt struck from the sky,
as angels stood round in a ring of fire.
I clutched the glowing arc, and did not die:
but I bathed in its holy baptism of fire!
Together, we called down that lightning: I
reached forth, as infinity and time seemed still.
The shaft of power before our dazzled eyes,
felt dreadful, eerie, and beyond unreal.
But star-crossed child of lightning and the Muse!
What cosmic purpose has the Lord thy God
reserved for thee?—which only life can choose.
O destiny, so shape it men may laud!
The circled band of angels God has chosen,
on him their mark may be forever frozen.
“Unexpected wind and rain may come into our lives. But there’s hope that the downpour will wash away our soul’s dusty stains” ~ By Poet
On a sunny day, as pedestrians moved along pavements,
Rain pelted down all of a sudden, as a bolt from the blue.
Men went scampering to places of shelter, not to get wet.
Those who had umbrellas opened them over their heads,
Looking like a sudden sprout of colourful mushrooms.
Motorists pushed through traffic, honking horns.
Droplets of rain, like soft satin touch, tickled the body.
The intoxicating smell of petrichor rose from the earth.
Leaves on trees were washed clean of all dust and dirt,
And they were making a slow waltz in the passing wind.
There is in the house a hullabaloo
Furore, a fuss, commotion, ado
The in-laws will soon
Return from the moon
Be staying with us, a month, maybe two!
Short notice, their note arrived in the mail
A bolt from the blue, a cause for travail.
Do not get me wrong
We all get along
But we’re in a fix; the house is for sale!
We’re packing our things and are under stress
And as you can guess the place is a mess.
What can we now do!
We don’t have a clue
This issue we must together assess.
The ruckus abates, in silence we sit
On boxes and chairs, our brows tightly knit
Till Susan (who else!)
“Eureka” she yells
She is the most smart, I have to admit.
“We’ll rent the hotel that is down the street
It’s small but enough (her voice is upbeat)
To hold one and all
Let’s give them a call.”
We quickly agree and jump off our seat.
Off season it is, so luck's on our side
We’re happy to get a place to reside...
This surely will cause
Surprise for in-laws
Initial concern we’re putting aside.
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© 1st December, 2022
This love once upon a time tasted so sweet,
Now it's tainted with betrayal and deceit
.
Shot in the back by friendly fire,
Trying to get thru to you is like preaching to the choir.
If you think about it, it's kind of funny like a joke,
It's a gamble let it ride go for broke.
Lying, cheating, hurting that’s all you know,
What you going to do come time to eat crow.
You never mentioned this is just a ride,
You destroyed my world when you turned the tide.
I did not until recently meet the inner beast,
Was not prepared for the energy it released.
You can't think on your feet you don't roll like that,
Want you to know you are not where it's at.
You turn it up and you turn it on when it benefits you
You’re a sexual energy a bolt from the blue.
TURBO1904 2021
A bolt from the blue
Brings sparks to the view.
We see what we want to see
with our tainted glass window
What ever will be will be
No need to dig into the burrow
The world is so charming like heaven
Get rid of your worries
Because they do not surpass the seas seven
Just tranquilise your querries
For the aggravated mind peace comes to the rescue
Inside you will find solace
Nothing will come as bolt from the blue
Now is the time for your best to showcase
As I remember my quondam days,
I contemplate, I ruminate,
The musings of the bygone time,
Cleaves my heart apart,
With a sharp twinge.
I was tenderfoot, budding,
blossoming.
A bit naive, obtuse,
Savored euphoria in everything.
Being born under a lucky star,
In the cornucopia of,
Love, happiness, and blissfulness,
Was incomprehensible of the,
Forthcoming quagmire.
It came all of a sudden.
Like a bolt from the blue.
Snatched everything from me,
Ripped apart all the bonds,
Left me wreaked, shattered, dismay, lonely.
Those memories haunts me,
Like terrible phantasm.
Fancy to be over the moon,
Yearn to be as happy as a clam,
But how could I?
My Seventh Heaven,
Got burried under jinx.
Date of submission: 19/03/2021
out walking the dog
unexpected thunderstorm ~
a bolt from the blue
01.06.19
Love is in bloom.
You kissed my mind like your lips were a fist.
I want to make you mine, because if love is this,
Then count me in.
I’m locked with you, no pretending.
So punk!
Attitude has come and gone.
You are my non-blonde and I hear you going for a song
And if you want to get it on, then give me a bell
And I will ring it twice.
Please do not see me as nice,
Because I want you to think, let’s get it on!
Come tell me how I can get with you.
What will it take? Can you see a way through,
To a way you could fall in love with me?
What do you need me to be?
I can be your true desire if you set alight those eyes of fire,
With words of love; find your way into lifting me up,
With promises never broken.
You and I could be, if you trust and allow your heart to be stolen.
Let’s connect the dots, draw a line through our past.
Our future together starts now; no turning back.
A bolt from the blue, stuck me with you.
Together at last, now love is in bloom.
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Born as a liberal Jew in Germany, An young Diarist famed posthumously.
She is none other than Anne Frank,
Whose mettlesome life prematurely sank.
With Hitler and Nazis came to power,
Persecuting Jewish people out of rancour.
Anne's family moved from Germany to Netherland,
But unfortunately became the subject of persecution.
Soon they moved to a secret hideout,
Finding no other alternative wayout.
However one day came the bolt from the blue,
Her family became the captive of World War ll.
The Germans took them to the concentration camps,
Father got separated, mother died of starvation.
Emaciated, shivering body and infected with scabies,
Anne's ebullient life began to cease.
Head shaved, strip naked and hard to recognize,
Anne ultimately embraced death with dreamy eyes.
All of a sudden, like a bolt from the blue,
This intense fear, wherefore I have no clue!
I can't walk, I can’t eat nor can I speak,
I can’t even stand, my knees are weak.
I am shivering from head to toe,
The dread I feel just doesn’t go
I want to run for my life, but I cant move an inch
A dinosaur is chasing me but I'm tied with a cinch
I can hear my own heart beat like a horse racing;
My lungs bellowing like Death I would be embracing.
I am giddy, I am dizzy, I feel like falling down,
But there I am, still up there looking like a clown!
My hands are shaking, my palms are sweating
My mind in a daze, I know not what I am getting.
A small caterpillar was questing for the food
It entered the obscure region to search
Fortunately a man escorted the kid
and kept it in a box to end its quench
It was like a bolt from the blue
to see the box full of caterpillars
They enjoyed well and never knew,
the man who escorted, was the killer
The pupal stage had come
Every caterpillars dreamed to fly,
entered into the cocoon home
promised one another to meet in the sky
The man suddenly wrenched the chrysalis
immersed them in the hot water
and annihilated the pupas and their dreams.
He is doing the business of sericulture
He used to rescue the eggs of silkworms,
rear it merrily like a mother feeds the milk
wait until they attain the pupal form,
put in hotwater to separate the threads to make silk
Poor silkworms in the hotwater died.
Their dreams were long
and their desires were wide
They asked people,"What did we do wrong"?
If you'd known it would hurt me, you wouldn't have done it
There's no way you'd want me to cry,
You wouldn't just leave, like a bolt from the blue,
without even saying Good-bye.
You knew that I loved you, you knew that I cared
You knew I would always be true
But now you are gone and I'm feeling quite scared
and I really don't know what to do.
I'll love you forever, I'll miss you for longer
you'll always be here in my heart
But time's a great healer and soon I'll be stronger
instead of just falling apart.
The Flu
You are living a happy normal life,
It catches you without a clue,
While you come out of the swimming pool,
And then you sneeze you know you have flu.
It makes you fell sneezy and chilly,
It sticks to you like solid glue,
You never expect it to strike,
It comes like a bolt from the blue.
You go under blankets and cuddle your hot water bag,
You drink out of a bottle dreaded,
And only warm soup is what you eat,
No chicken neither fried nor breaded
You learn to hate this dismal day,
You wait for the day you get up and play,
At start it feels nice with all the pampering,
But it turns to dread when you realize you can’t go scampering.
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