Keel Lincoln

Rookie ((DOB: It was one of those days where the sun came up, and then went down again.) / Kinshasa, DRC (former Zaire))

Shards Of The Cloud - Poem by Keel Lincoln

The rumbling boom, vibrates all that is near the ribs,
The power of a storm, embarking over the land,
Drifting overhead eyes spot it coming, a cloud,
Dark, gloomy mists of crashing waves rise as a tide over the sky,
The arrival shades the earth with its somber tone,
Reaching to tell us what it has,
Its power,
We watch in awe as it overwhelms,
A flash beats,
Everything is flooded with the light,
Nothing left untouched by the white covering,
Then gone;
Following with the repetition of another Boom,
And the cloud falls in pieces, shattered,
The shards clash on the ground,
I walk beyond the frame of the door,
The shards prance on my head,
Bouncing as their kin at my feet,
I look to the covered firmament,
Upon my face the shards dribble and pounce,
I smile,
With correlation to my lips, my arms rise,
Fingers open,
As the shards of the shattered cloud fall,
They wet, everything and all,
This is the power of a cloud,
This is why it’s so proud,
Nothing from it can hide,
It is power,
It is water,
It is shards of clouds,
Breathing bliss into my life.

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  • (7/16/2009 5:01:00 PM)

    The flash and change of the weather invokes in all of us a emotion good discriptive writing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 16, 2009

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