“Night Poem”

Watercolor, Salisbury, janekohut-bartels, 2005

Salisbury”, watercolor, janekohut-bartels, 2005

It seems we are entering the seasonal pattern of storms, tornadoes and the general fury of a tender season: Spring. 

We need the rain, the drought again threatens,  the winds are fierce, as I watch them toss and twirl the great Pin Oaks,  Live Oaks, Pecans.  Even watching this display brings on  vertigo, as you marvel at the flexibility of these monsterous sentinels filling the the landscape.

The power of what is there, the marvel of it all! They stand between heaven and earth and overwhelm the eyes and senses.

Lady Nyo

 

NIGHT POEM

The wind howled hard last night,

A chorus of disgruntled banshees

Out to fracture nerves and peace,

Disrupt any possible sleep,

Make dogs whine in fear-

A sickly moon  above.

 

The wind chimes on the eaves

Jangled, clanged

Hollow metal hambones

Danced at the command

Of transforming elements–

Discord added to a fearsome harmony.

 

This is an alarming season,

Nothing soft-edged about it.

The tattered- leaved branches

Silhouetted against a plastered wall,

Illuminated by harsh street lights–

Whip  about in a feeding frenzy

And I dare not close my eyes,

But creep down to quiet the hounds

Who share my anxious sentiments–

A rude and boisterous night.

Jane Kohut-Bartels

Copyrighted, 2012

 

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4 Responses to ““Night Poem””

  1. harvee Says:

    Very nice. We had some strong winds, but nothing like what the poet described. Hope it doesn’t become anything like this during the summer.

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  2. Steve E Says:

    Jane, you are so good–you make the weather–night storm– sound like a Person who is trying to disrupt your life. Maybe it is so…….
    Love your understandingly understanding piece here.

    FEED those dogs! TREATS ON DECK!
    Blessings, Jane.

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  3. ladynyo Says:

    Steve….you made me laugh out loud with your comment!

    The weather is serious stuff…used to be that the Wicked Witch of the West conducted the storms out West….now she has moved East!

    Dogs ….stopped whining.

    Peace and Love, Steve….

    Jane

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  4. ladynyo Says:

    Don’t know where you are, Harvee…but the weather is broadening it’s nasty grip.

    Lady Nyo…and thank you for reading this poem of mine.

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