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Stormy Weather
by Charles E MinshallDark raging storm clouds
Roil over cities and farms,
Reaching down to the earth
With bright flashing arms.
The violent storm clouds
All need to exist,
But oh how they smite
With each lightning bolt fist.
When our weather was drier
And our forests on fire,
We prayed for the rains to come.
Now the water's up
To our decks and floor,
The water's up
To our necks and more.
Now that it's wetter
We find it no better,
But we dare not pray for sun.
11/08/2002 Posted on 11/09/2002
Copyright © 2024 Charles E Minshall
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by JD Clay on 11/09/02 at 03:42 AM Better put those golf clubs away I guess. Oh what a tale you tell in so few words, Charlie. Peace... |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 11/09/02 at 05:27 AM Like your poems hit like lightning...charging my inmagination..sometimes even to overlaod!!
Wonderful as asways Charlie!!!! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/09/02 at 08:22 AM Superb poetic intro for say a novel on related topic Charlie. Left me hungering also for expansion! Adds new meaning to the perfect storm!! :o) |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/09/02 at 01:22 PM Excellent portrayl of a thunder storm! I can almost hear that thunder. And definitely see in my mind's eye the roiling thunder clouds. Great writing Charlie. |
| Posted by Adrian Calhoun on 11/09/02 at 01:58 PM I love stormy weather, it really gets me excited. I think they are the perfect reminder of how powerful and awesome God is. Man I am all Good job Mr. Minshall. |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 11/11/02 at 06:22 AM Your poetry clears away the cobwebs and numbness of the day with its clarity, simplicity, and refreshing rhyme. I like the images too. Good one, my friend! |
| Posted by Anne Howe on 11/12/02 at 06:40 AM personifications adds power to this little reflection on the storm ..... got it in a nutshell really :) |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 11/12/02 at 05:40 PM You sure nailed this one Charles. Especially poignant after the recent storms. |
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