Lightning Strike Poem by Gert Strydom

Near to the gate of SAAB avitronics
I saw thunder branch down striking in death
silver-blue and white from a clouded sky,
how thread-thin the lightning shimmered
across a entire grown tree
while needle flames did suddenly explode
and like a surgeon's scalpel did slice the tree in two
while some more thunder was flashing raging over it
and it did suddenly fade away
but on the inner eye the image of it
did very bright remain
while in terror grown birds flew twittering
over the broken nest and the destroyed tree.


© Gert Strydom