"The Concert"

This is a poem I wrote about watching a thunderstorm from the inside of a cave that I like to go to when I'm feeling creative or looking for inspiration and it has yet to fail me.

THE CONCERT

Wind hesitates at

first... seeming to inhale
Before releasing its ferocious breath upon the

earth below.
Sparrows fly out of

the pines in search of shelter from the approaching storm
And finding their

refuge they cluster together,
Their nervous twittering

lessening now.
Scent of impending

rain is undeniable as it revives my sleeping spirit.
Thunder rumbles off in

the distance like the growl of an ancient beast warning of its approach.
Lightning splits the atmosphere

into sections with its stimulating illumination across the mysterious sky.
Tiny drops begin to tap

upon my head, gently at first then swelling accumulating volume and mass
Before quickening

their decent into the agitated darkness.
Hastening my steps I find

my sanctuary in the musty cave I call my own.
It awaits for me where

it has always been
Just at the base of

the red rock cliff, near the creek.
Twisted gypsum dangles

from its walls, wet from condensation.
As I crouch in the

damp windblown leaves from
autumns long gone by,
I watch with great

eagerness to see the magnificent light show dancing only for me now....
For I am alone in my amphitheater,

keeping my magical concert, my hidden treasure all to myself.
So exhilarating, so energizing and so pure!
Let the wind bluster and

carry the clouds to where they burst open and emit their life giving waters!
Let it rain, let it

wash away the impurities of the land until all is fresh and new again.
Let the lightning whip

across the immense heavens leaving electrical charges hanging in the atmosphere!
Let the thunder clap

and boom reminding me of how small and insignificant I am,
Yet so very thankful am I to be here... witnessing this gift to all the senses, here on this piece of Earth I call home.

 

 

JoAnna Negron ~  aka Dove

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Reviews

[Poeticpiers]

I can appreciate this I too love the majest y of thunderstorms
The staccato form you have chosen to write in enhances the the theme. ivor

[lady o]

I love your line breaks in this piece...it is lovely and written well