Cumulonimbus

We’ve had a lot of storms lately, like four years ago, when this was written.

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Streaked, time

Lapsed stars

Accented

Cumulonimbus

Cloud castles

That, bubbled

In a boiling

Mass, destined

For destruction

Torn apart

By, jagged

Flashes, of

Lightning

Released

Rain drops

In, hot

Humid

Summer

Night sky

–Photo by Wayne Cloud–WX–

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THE GAUNTLET

lightning--Jason Barrett

–Photo by Jason Barrett–

Ran the gauntlet
Ahead of the storm
Black clouds billowed
Lightning flashed
Fears disappeared
When exposed to
Light of day
Nobody cared
Where I’d been
Where I was bound
From absolute beauty
Came absolute reality
Life was precious
And, could suddenly
Unexpectedly, be
Taken away

GET USED TO IT

cloud tops

Gnats buzzed around my head
Lawnmowers ran at 6 AM
Tree frogs and crickets vied
With staccato like cries
Early morning thunderheads
Scattered along the horizon
Like castle parapet walls
Cloud tops glowed golden
In response to the sunrise
Teased, with whether, they
Would bring rain–or not

Sweat rivulets ran down
My forehead–dripped off
The tip of my nose
Summer in the deep south
Been this way, since
Long before I was born
Relax in some deep shade
With a tall glass of lemonade
Buck up—get used to it

–Photo by Craig Roberts–

MISSISSIPPI LIGHTNING

mississippi lightning--alex northThe ghostly
Figure, of a man
Walked, hunched
Over, up and down
The beach sand
On stormy nights
Still, searched
For something
He’d, never found

Sharecropper’s son
From hard-time
Mississippi, when
Things was rough
The day he left
Like to drove
His mama
And daddy, insane
Boy, he could
Sure, wail those
Blues, like
No one else

That, was
Because, of
Troubled feelings
Hidden, deep
Inside, big
City darkness
Took ahold
Of, his soul
Wouldn’t, let go
When, he died
It seemed
As though
Folks, would
Never stop cryin’

Now, his
Blues wailed
In the midst, of
Howling winds
His tears
Lost, in
Driving rain
Played, to the
Adulation
Of, thunder
And Mississippi
Lightning

–Photo by Alex North–