The Thunderbird flailed its wings
in annoyance that its lover was gone too long.
The ground shook in retort
and rocks toppled down the mountains
birthing an angry landslide
that echoed with anguish down the slopes.
The Thunderbird shrieked its loudest wail,
in heartache of its lost love.
The Heavens grew dimmer in somber spirits
and enshrouded the joviality
that the golden chariot gifts the world.
The Thunderbird sobbed on the loss of its partner.
Its heavy bloodshot tears fell down,
like poisoned arrows on the Earth.
The waters imbued in sorrows and swelled cumbersome,
spitting scary venom wrath towards the shores.
The gale howled, raging yowls of despair.
Then the tempest followed through in all its glory,
while the Thunderbird wept in agony...
Myrtle Beach, SC,8/7/2024
inspired by Debby Storm
2) The words, phrases and images are so carefully selected by the poet (like annoyance, wail, heartache, sobs of the bird as against the nature's retort, ‘grows dimmer, enshrouds, anger, venom, wrath, howls, raging yowls) that a contrast is drawn in their emotions & moods…
This lovely poem makes wonderful reading. A beautiful story has been woven into the poem narrating how the agony of the Thunderbird translates into nature's fury…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
3) But, in the concluding stanza, Thunderbirds agony is expressed by" heavy bloodshot tears fell down like poisoned arrows" as against the nature expressing itself in a tempest " in all it's glory"… not "fury". This reversal of moods makes the excellent shift..loved reading. Top score. MyFav
I thank you again, dear pen~writer fellow! !
Hi Unnikrishnan, I thank you for the heartfelt analysis you've given of one of my recent poems.I also quite enjoyed writing it, as I saw the majesty of that storm enfold in front of me. I literally envisioned the Thunderbird in it's agony, so I had o bring it to life.