Photo by Smackshellfreud
Image: Main field at Doon
(with dark clouds broiling in the background)
(with dark clouds broiling in the background)
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Darkening skies in the distance
A gathering storm shoved gleefully
Cumulonimbus in slow movements
Continuing to grow vertically
The sun in all shyness peeping
Stabs of rays sneaked through
But who has seen
the wind?
Neither I or you
Pushing upwards in all arrogance
Dark clouds moved unfettered
A transformed skyline all vibrant
Building its selfish habitat
Triumphant in its pretext
Prone to heavy showers
That invariably follows next
None to have to bother
For who has seen
the wind?
Neither I or you
It traversed the heavens unbending
In one fell swoop its due
Carry On Tuesday #176 suggested to include the following in our verse (Who has seen the wind? Neither I or you) as inspired through the works of Christina Rossetti. Shared with Real Toad's Open Link Monday
OH I love the last two lines...perfect way to end this beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteIt was an after thought to make the ending different a bit. Thanks!
DeleteHank
Nothing can stop nature no matter how we try
ReplyDeleteWe all else fails we'll get rained or breezed through by the sky
It's really meant to help,that's nature
DeleteDoing so it's befitting of an equalizer
Hank
Oh, what a nice response to the prompt. I could feel the storm brewing, and the wind blowing. Enjoyed this so much.
ReplyDeleteThanks Myrna! Wind blowing of stormy proportions can be beneficial at times!
DeleteHank
cool refrain in this hank...i think this is about a little more than a storm...particularly when you throw in the arrogance...smiles.
ReplyDeleteTrue Brian! Stormy weather may be intimidating. There're lots of 'arrogance' when the weather impose their will!
DeleteHank
This was so well described !!!
ReplyDeleteAn interesting prompt response ~ I can feel it swooping and breaking down ~
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, and you fitted in the borrowed words so perfectly.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sherry! Was desperately looking for prompts then.
DeleteHank
Beautifully executed. You complied with the suggestion of the prompt and wove your own completely original poem around them. A fine poem in its own right.
ReplyDeletegreat take on the prompt, Hank!
ReplyDeleteNicely captured.
ReplyDeleteHank, you have definitely captured the buildup to a storm. I can 'feel' it in the air!
ReplyDeleteFor who has seen the wind?
ReplyDeleteNeither I or you
It traversed the heavens unbending
In one fell swoop its due
Some of the scariest storms I have experienced came quickly. Once I was horseback riding and found an old shed just in time. Could almost see the wind, even, as everything on the ground was scooped up and swirling. :)
I grew up never, ever being afraid of the wind. After all, it just blows a few odd cans and things around once in a while. That was, until we had the hurricane that never was, in 1986 which cut a path across the whole of the south of England, bought down millions of trees and caused untold damages. Now, I have a healthy respect for the wind.
ReplyDeleteThis storm builds in tensions and ends very nicely Hank
This is excellent, Hank. I could feel the storm moving in.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your kind words on my latest poetry attempt. I always love to hear from you.
K