Flash fire in the heavens,
Fight or flight an instinct held at bay,
While staring into the virulent eye of the beast
Overhead churning the clouds into ribbons.
Youth's wonder carries us, chasing
Nature to nature's shore,
Beholding her power and grace above
The mercurial stillness of water.
- © Foxlette 2006
Author notes
Storm chasing with friends. Childlike wonder adding wind to our wings.
Comments and critiques are always welcomed.
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I was sort of hoping for a rhyme at the end to give it a sort of "lightning bolt" finish. Still, interesting. I like the imagery and use of words.
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POWERFUL
I LOVE THIS. THE POWER AND THE PURE BRILLIANCE OF THIS PIECE IS BREATHTAKING. KEEP WRITNG. LOVE THE IMAGERY THAT THIS PORTRAYS. SUCH DARK, BEAUTIFUL NATURAL POWER.


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Thank you very much. =)
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yummy! i love it! you have great imagery in this write! my favorite line was:
Overhead churning the clouds into ribbons.
that...was....unspeakably awesome! i can't even find the words! clouds into ribbons!! wow...thats the mark of a great poet right there. those words simply send me into an oblivion of thought! great piece keep penning!
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Thank you very much for the kind words!
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