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Category Archives: storms
Commanding Clouds
If you’re gonna poke a stick at the sky, you’d better chant a bit and sell a little of your soul. There’s a slow pre-thunder roll that says we asked for this,that bliss is just the other side of broken -open clouds. That rain bows to … Continue reading
Posted in Miz Q Prompts, scribbling storms, storms
Tagged clouds, magic beans, making it rain, Miz Quickly, rain, rainbows, raindance, rainmaker, scribbling storms, storm poems, stormclouds, storms, thunder
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Storm’s End
We have been hailed on and snowed in and torn -ado tumbled. We’ve hollowed hurricanes and braved the rain and cycloned half past one. And now here we sit, silent in the sun. ..I In November, we poem. … Continue reading
when the wind whispers to the moon
, he says there’s a storm on the way. buckle down, get strong. she says i’m already strong. unties her belt and begins to dance. . In November, we poem.
How to build a storm shelter
Make a steadfast structure of the sharpest stars. Woo a storm. Then spill a poem. .. In November, we poem.
Striking Sky
.. God’s taking full -flash photos again and it all rips open in a zigzag stab of gold cracking black in half, all clacking cymbals and flickered blaze. Our gaze is broken by thunder, struck by time, backlit by the … Continue reading
Early to bed
… , cuz the sky’s got an early ………………………(red) warning system that says we’re broken, that all this unspoken thunder might just crack us open before we’ve had time to fully rise. ..In November, we poem. This one’s … Continue reading
treble ahead
…………………my heart – ………………………………………………a cacophony of rain, a symphony of storms. ..In November, we poem.
Posted in Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2019, scribbling storms, storms
Tagged rain, scribbling storms, treble
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Midway through the storm
, we warm ourselves on lightning rods. We rumble thunder across our skin, begin in raindrops. We thin the skies with contemplated clouds, and sing aloud our own singed songs. We’re tornado-strong and tumbled. We’re hurricane-half -way there, and helterskeltered … Continue reading
Posted in Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2019, scribbling storms, storms
Tagged helter skelter, hurricane, lightning, storms, tornado
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myth moon
.. she keeps us swoon -ing with her waning heart, wondering how she stones the sky. And even Thor ain’t got nothin’ on her shine. .. In November, we poem. Often, about the moon.
Posted in moon poems, Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2019, storms
Tagged God of Thunder, moon poems, moon stones, swooning for the moon, Thor, waning
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Poseidon’s Promise
Allow this naked sea to ……………………………………..rock you fast asleep, and I will hold ………………………….your storms. .. In November, we poem.
Posted in moon poems, Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2019, scribbling storms, storms
Tagged Poseidon, scribbling storms, storms
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