Lightning

Sonnet, Written while a storm flashed

Lightning flashed repeatly nitrogen bring

Desired raindrops free the earth from love's dust

Raining upon the dry earth unjust, just

It is only a very tiny thing

 

But when the clouds roll away birds will sing

On God the provider they place their trust

Even when man from his store throws small crust

Today the heavens with jubilation did ring

 

While lightning flashed man did find rest

Tucked away in house car or barn over there

Out of sight where no one could see

In the hot argument of clouds man confessed

 

God I have sinned before you; please forgive me

And then I'll be finished with this sordid affair

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

Your words express such a storm, within and without... The violence in the air thrashes as it were inside the mind and heart. Powerfully voiced here, my friend.

[emmajoy]

And with the storm came re-birth? You've somehow created more than a description of a mighty storm, the fury of it seems to contain something else almost greater. God wiling both storm and other has faded into the past.

As ever writing to think about.

[Wolf's Dark Song]

I find thunder storms to be wildly exciting. I love to watch the lightning flashing zig zagging across the dark stormy sky. But I know there is danger in these storms also. I enjoyed your lightning poem and I sensed more going on here then the storm itself.