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Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Hurricanes in the American south are becoming really scary!

Photo credit: Eric Nguyen

When Mother Nature comes to dance


Her dark dress spreads across the evening sky
Decorated with night blossoms
Flowing over the horizons
The brisk wind whispers of her coming
Horses made of rain speed her arrival
Riding in a carriage of ebony
She comes wrapped in swirling debris
Her train lightly brushes the earth as she alights
Looking for companionship she visits every town
Wanting to dance she puts down pointed toe
She wears a tiara set with gems of lightning
Her gown sets the ground on fire
She comes with hopes held high
To the ball she arrives in all her glory
With rain tossed hair she witnesses the destruction
Her throaty laughter rolls across the land like thunder
With as twirl of skirt she erases lifelong memories
With a flick of her braid birds are set to flight
Her silver chased belt carries pockets filled with dreams
Her great ring holds the world in silver claws
The night sky a beautiful pendant between her breasts
Looking for a partner she turns ‘round and ‘round
Adding ornaments of steel and brick to her costume
She reaches down and chooses new jewellery
She wanders still looking for love
 Giving up this night’s search she stops and looks back
A bridal path strewn with rubble
Light steps regain her carriage
She laughs at her folly

1 comment:

  1. Once again, beautifuly written. A comment on a very scary weather event.

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