Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 21,875 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Thunderstorm - Poem by Gert Strydom

Layers vapour against the window
while the rain
fall for days long without end
and I see forked lightning
like blue-white tentacles
feeling the earth

and here and there
are a few stars
that gleams through the clouds
as if something
is peering from above to below

and I can hear the breath of it
rattling the windows
while it comes nearer

and I wonder if it is urine
or tears
that falls without end
and nothing out of that heaven
can decent to me

but outside the streetlights
glows citrine yellow
and the slippery wet road
shines like onyx

and suddenly the sky is dark
and somewhere I hear a car
breaking and slipping
and hitting another
with a great bang

and suddenly the monster
is gone
while tears
hisses down softly
from the heaven

and sirens come nearer
and higher up in the street
there are flashing blue and red
and white lights that shine up and down.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 10, 2010



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