Nocturne

An ominous sound

reverberates in a thunderstorm

drawing forward things best forgotten

~ Toronto skyline 

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Indeed, the thunder can evoke memories of harsh times in one's life. So much said in three small lines. Lovely. Lydi**

[emmajoy]

A thunderstorm of bitter arguments, leaving words that can so easily scar. Perhaps? The picture adds a heavy cloak of doom, suggesting the pitch of crazed anger. The word 'ominous' is such an expressive word, rolls the tongue - especially if the 'S' is gently lengthened...

[MCS]

All kinds of storms out there. Thank you for reading and sharing.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thunder bellows, the pulse quickens, and the mind roams the dark hallways of fear and fright. Yes, some things are best forgotten; and some demons are better vanquished head on.

[MCS]

You're bang on with those words. Thanks for reading.

[Dawn]

Amazing write. The deftness of hand of mind to elicit such beauty with few words is a talent indeed. A lovely skill you displayed and I scooped it up with a silver spoon and sipped delightedly!

[MCS]

Dawn, thank you so much for those kind words.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

A beautiful, haunting image and poem. Thunderstorm's "ominous sound", dredging up unwanted past...dark melody. Love this!

[MCS]

Thank you my friend, you're so kind with your words

[MCS]

Some memories are best forgotten.