Showing posts with label storm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label storm. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 09, 2010

Reality is a Stormy Fall

Mannequins loiter in trees
Camouflaged inside the canopy of leaves
That shivers in the last of the warm breeze
The tease of the southern run
Yields only a free fall
And a pyre of corpses
365.115: headless naked mannequinsImage by aaron.bihari via Flickr
Through the rising heat
Plastic skin dances until seen
Then molts with many limbs
Empty without the fuel provided by pain
No longer resistant to the upward nature
Of unwanted resurrection

Unable to open eyes
That never existed
Blind to everything but hindsight
Heady dreams of cloudy gates
From such faux heights
Reality is a stormy fall
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Monday, December 21, 2009

12/20: Late Night Poetry w/ Zamees

Rain in my room
Flood of spring
The end of death
Yet with one last gasp
He quiets the storm
Promising to take
This ache
In exchange
For my breath.
And, when I close my eyes
The pact will be sealed

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

The Birth of a Thunderstorm

A little before midnight, I was writing a brief for a colleague when I noticed that the sky was beginning to light up to the southeast. At first, one gets bummed when it's in the SE because about 99% of the storms here come from the west, southwest in summer and northwest in winter.

I paid no mind to the storm until I turned out the lights and went to bed. It seemed to be lighting up the room more than I would have imagined for a storm moving away. I got up to peer out of the window and found the entire southern sky flashing with a constant flickering light.

I grabbed a beer and headed out to the front porch where I was provided a spectacle of flashes as the lightning back-lit the billowing clouds. The entire southern sky, from east to west, was participating as if they were engaged in a competitive dance. From my parents' place, which sits up on a hill in the countryside, we frequently set aside all things to watch a storm roll across the sky and this was no exception. My stepdad came out to join me for a few minutes. The panoramic and unhindered view is exceptional at their place both to the north and the south.

I've downloaded the WeatherBug app on my iPhone because it allows me to quickly look at radar maps and get weather alerts. When I'd first looked at it, the radar had a tiny red dot over Clinton, MO. But as the night wore on, those red dots multiplied in a string from east to west... this storm was definitely spawning right in front of my eyes. Unfortunately, the iPhone camera isn't built to capture this type of brilliance.

The yellow and blue flashes kept my attention for almost half an hour; which is when the bugs started buzzing around my ears and I headed back in.

I didn't relent though, I pulled up a chair to my bedroom window and watched for another few minutes until I decided it was time for bed.