Rain blending tin roof
Pitter patter...
Rain scooping pocks,
Bayou moves...
Thunder canyoning clouds'
Full Moon...
Thunder throws sky
To Earth...
Lightning chants screeches'
Ritual trance...
Lightning feasts bones
Of houses...
Wind breathless in branches'
Headstones..
Wind hiding plans...
Limp trees.
Storm outruns itself...
VHF silent.
Twilight edges webs
Of light...
Silence.
This poem and nature are the same thing. It often should be like this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love the poem...I can't wait for silence when I don't hear the voice of Obama every five seconds....