“Night Poem”

“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

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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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