at Dusk it Begins….

at dusk
stillness shields the air and parched
earth from the humid day
it begins to lightly rain
a burst of light
brightens the dusk lit eve
the earth drinks the water
thunder echoes
the wind picks up
lifting the trees into dance
bolts of light flash
revealing a dance of movement
in seconds a frightening
boom
booms shake the ground
rain comes down harder and harder
the sky lights up in patches
followed a second later
by deep rumbling
thunder
lightening strikes
thunder booms
lightening strikes from a gigantic
dark cloud
approaching quickly
the wind grows in strength and howls
whipping the huge Maple around
around in a frantic dance of boundary and limits
blackness moves over the land
rain
rain pours down
lightening flashes
the sky and trees light up
exposing their surrender
night engulfs day
rain pours
the ground a puddle not able to keep up
streams line the edges running down the surface
at once
thunder and lighting ignite in light and power
the rain begins to slow down
the winds move on taking the storm clouds with them
turning the rain back to a sprinkle
the horizon lights up in a burst of flickering light
scattered across the sky
a distant rumble fades
a smell grows of new rains
and cleansed earth
renewed in life
imbued in me
once more

River 7/10

This poem was inspired from my ramblings during a thunderstorm.ย  At one point, sirens went off and we went to the basement. Also, I was inspired by the writings ofย  slpmartin with the writing style. ๐Ÿ™‚ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  One Shot Wednesday

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23 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Titanium
    Jul 20, 2010 @ 17:39:23

    Thunderstorms and the rain that follows are perfect inspiration- so much of life is measured out in the drops of rain that fall when we stop to listen.

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  2. ziibi1
    Jul 20, 2010 @ 17:44:20

    So true! ๐Ÿ™‚

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  3. soulintention: signed .............bkm
    Jul 20, 2010 @ 17:54:48

    Very nice, Thunderstorms are truly and inspiration for writing..well done..bkm

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  4. ziibi1
    Jul 20, 2010 @ 18:05:16

    Thank you bkm! :)Where I live we have had an incredible thunderstorm summer.

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  5. brian
    Jul 20, 2010 @ 18:07:05

    ah, we got a couple storms on oneshot tonight..i love storms…the raw power coursing around me…i love to stand on teh back deck and let it rage…love the imagery. thanks for linking up!

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  6. Talon
    Jul 20, 2010 @ 18:24:15

    Beautiful, poetic anantomy of a storm! Glad all was okay.

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  7. Patti
    Jul 20, 2010 @ 23:39:33

    That was a quite a storm, and you did a wonderful job of capturing its power and majesty. There is always so much emotion carried in a storm like that.

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  8. moondustwriter
    Jul 21, 2010 @ 01:32:38

    There is a power in those storms; a cleansing as well. We love to sit on the porch and watch nature.

    Thank you for the beauty in your words. I felt like I was sitting there watching the storm with you.

    Glad you could join us at One Shot Wednesday – a treat to have your poem linked here.

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  9. pete marshall
    Jul 21, 2010 @ 03:10:39

    storms keep us alert, keep us on our toes make us remember that we are not the most powerful force in the universe….excellent poem..cheers pete

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  10. Gwei Mui
    Jul 21, 2010 @ 04:06:28

    The pace of this piece is wonderful and echos the the storm as it brews and then breaks

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  11. dustus
    Jul 21, 2010 @ 07:17:27

    The internal rhymes and repetition creates a surge through your lines. Great image too. Thanks

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  12. Claudia
    Jul 21, 2010 @ 12:02:12

    I love thunderstorms – a lot – but only when I’m save and dry inside and can watch from the window…
    It displays natures power – and your poem captures it well..

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  13. Kavita
    Jul 21, 2010 @ 14:35:18

    Brilliantly put! I really enjoyed this read, as it brought back images of thunderstorm I’ve experienced! Phheeww.. scary! But there’s a thrill about them nevertheless(As long as it doesn’t hurt us)!

    Very well written…
    Keep up the great work!

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  14. slpmartin
    Jul 22, 2010 @ 00:29:41

    You honor me by saying that my style inspired such a wonderful poem…your poem brought back images of when I lived in the midwest…the power of the storms that said ‘you are but human…hear the voice of the gods’….thanks for these wonderful memories…my dear friend!

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    • ziibi1
      Jul 22, 2010 @ 16:20:12

      Of course your style inspired me. Personally, I don’t think its near as good of yours. I am honored you feel honored. Thunderstorms rock! ๐Ÿ™‚

      Reply

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