Storm
10.06.09
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From the oceans,
my body grew,
each vapor
condensed in my torso,
Seas shook
when I stretched out my arms,
specially when I touched
the land you claimed.
This fearsome breath -
you called.
A mere whistle by my standards.
My powerful strides recognize
only One higher power.
“Prepare for my coming – little ones,
my step demolishes your fragile lives.
I engraved in your ancestors’ memories,
my unmistakable wrath.”
As I diminished from this short journey,
traces of my path surfaced
stories told by your hate.
A pebble thrown at a giant.
I wait for no man,
for I am the storm.
A rebirth from the groins of my mother Gaia
I shall punish your uncaring ways -
once more.
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nice one!
Solid Doc Z.
Why man asks nature.
On why it destroyed their home.
When nature ne’er asks.
Gagay,
Thanks!
Z
JeD,
You are right! This is but a glimpse of what a storm would say, of course, it wont be exactly like this. he he he. Nice stanza.
Z
This is another enterprising perception you have taken – that of the voice of a natural force. I like these powerful lines; they aptly describe what a storm does to humans. Men are indeed insignificant even in its burgeoning stages.
“Prepare for my coming – little ones,
my step demolishes your fragile lives.
I engraved in your ancestors’ memories,
my unmistakable wrath.”
Well composed, Doc Z.
Jen,
I wanted to give a voice to the storm's awesomely destructive power. This was written in admiration and respect to it's might.
Thanks!
Z
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Powerful poem Z… you really captured the essence of mother nature.
~Robin
Thank you Robin!
Z
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