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The Submisive Loser Dominant Victors Shower Of Rage
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.
Copyright ©
Peter Dome
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