Africa Poems: An Africa Thunderstorm - Poem by David Rubadiri

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An Africa Thunderstorm - Poem by David Rubadiri

From the west
Clouds come hurrying with the wind
Turning sharply
Here and there
Like a plague of locusts
Tossing up things on its tail
Like a madman chasing nothing.

Pregnant clouds
Ride stately on its back,
Gathering to perch on hills
Like sinister dark wings;
The wind whistles by
And trees bend to let it pass.

In the village
Screams of delighted children,
Toss and turn
In the din of the whirling wind,
Babies clinging on their backs
Dart about
In and out
The wind whistles by
Whilst trees bend to let it pass.

Clothes wave like tattered flags
Flying off
To expose dangling breasts
As jagged blinding flashes
Rumble, tremble and crack
Amidst the smell of fired smoke
And the pelting march of the storm.

Comments about An Africa Thunderstorm by David Rubadiri

  • Dr Tony Brahmin 6/2/2020 1:58:00 AM

    As jagged blinding flashes
    Rumble, tremble and crack
    Amidst the smell of fired smoke
    And the pelting march of the storm. a very fine poem. indeed. tony

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  • alucia 10/30/2019 9:03:00 AM

    what an interesting poem Reply

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  • Ellie 9/28/2019 8:54:00 AM

    Does the poem have a connotative meaning? Reply

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  • kayshanie 9/5/2019 3:15:00 PM

    very nice realistic poem Reply

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  • Jackson Bwanali 8/1/2019 10:51:00 AM

    purely Malawian/ African caliber. So to have lost him so untimely. Reply

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  • jay tee 4/5/2019 3:51:00 PM

    we're studying this poem this semester in school. Reply

    azariah (6/8/2019 11:13:00 AM)

    okay nice thanks for sharing with us xd

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  • ferron 3/29/2019 8:38:00 AM

    i love this poem, it symbolize a lot of things Reply

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  • jasmine peters 11/19/2018 4:23:00 AM

    whats the effectiveness of the speaker in the poem Reply

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  • Dellmar Harry 11/6/2018 5:32:00 PM

    There is a lot inspiration in this poem and that is what I love about it Reply

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  • natalia 10/23/2018 7:15:00 PM

    what does the line To expose dangling means Reply

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