Anticipation

Everyone needs to be aware of what soars above them...and the depths that we fall...

 

The day becomes electric,

as billowing storm clouds grow

and race relentlessly

toward shore.

 

We scatter hither and yon

awaiting the rain to fall

and a baby continues to cry

once more.

 

the sun blasts through in anger.

slashing rays penetrating

and Lenny Kravitz playing

on 104.

 

We watch in dense anticipation

while seagulls maneuver overhead

and no one quite knows

what’s in store.

 

 

 

Author's Note

experimenting with adding pictures....next, music
April 17, 2000

Reviews

[Brad]

the sun blasts through in anger.

slashing rays penetrating

and Lenny Kravitz playing

on 104.


you brought us to the beach again, my friend, and i love that salty air, and could you please turn the radio up? i'm groovin'.

[Sunni Davis]

I love the way you described the scene and the mood here. Very well done, Allen!

[Muse]

I can smell the ocean! And the Beach Boys are playing loudly in my head right now. But I'm trying to dodge all the Seagulls. Thanks for the enjoyable read. ;)

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

I agree, the picture and your poem blend together wonderfully! Well penned!

[ImagineItAll]

This goes so well with the picture you have added. Love the simplicity.

[Lily Mae]

Well listening to Lenny in the mean time..or at least until the storm is accessed is a good thing:) xx

[Sukriti Suki]

I like this, especially how it ends.

[Tate Morgan]

Oh I lopve the feeling the wind picks up and dies the temperature drops the humidity rises and the flies bite thenthe heavens open Beautiful

[.......]

I love your third stanza,
This is wonderful, I enjoyed this

[?]

No, one never quite knows whats in store for the day. The storms within or out.
But oh my if the seagulls are flying, must becareful when you look up. lol
What a great write, I have no clue on how to add pictures or the music.
Of course the picture fits well with the write.