“Spring Storm”….poem

 

sunrise to the east

sunrise to the east

 

It is early spring here in Atlanta, and nothing is usual about it.  The weather is weird, blowing from hot to cold, and tonight we are to expect freezing temps.  Unusual for the middle of April.

Spring  brings unsettled and dramatic weather across our nation. Tornadoes are the usual fare and this morning, the winds have picked up, blowing great gusts.  The wind chimes relay the power of the wind and I jump with their frenzy.  It is an unsettled time, this spring, but also one of excitement.   Nature is in command, and our petty concerns here down on earth, those things that drive us to distraction, fade in the face of Nature’s power.  The bellows of wind, the monstrous groans of limb on limb of huge oaks and pecans, well, these things capture our attention.  Life is played out in its fullness with spring storms.

Lady Nyo

 

SPRING STORM

 

The wind howls tonight

Races round eaves,

Disturbs the haunts in the attic,

Forces wind chimes

Into a metal hambone frenzy

The clash of harmony grates

On ears, on nerves

no sleep for this night.

 

There is death to the west

Fear in the vanguard.

 

It is springtime,

No gentle embrace

Just a blaze of destruction, despair.

Sanctuary

Is far down on the ground,

Deep as a cellar

Deep as the grave.

 

The moon above,

Sickly green sphere

Is in on the game.

 

The dogs howl

A Greek chorus

Echoing their primal fear

Over the landscape.

 

Each moan of wind

Heralds the apocalypse,

My eyes squeeze shut

Against grating of branches,

The rattle of panes

As I grasp for sanity

In an insane night.

 

 

I ride out the storm,

Dawn breaks,

The silence complete,

The earth placid and calm

As if the night before

Only a nightmare-

And I ridden from sleep

To the usual ground.

 

Jane Kohut-Bartels

Copyrighted, 2014,

from ‘Pitcher of Moon” 

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3 Responses to ““Spring Storm”….poem”

  1. Caliban's Sister Says:

    Insanely wonderful poem! “The moon above/ sickly green sphere/ is in on the game”–how do you come up with these gorgeous and queasy images? This poem jumps, electric. Been away for awhile on work; but always such a joy to return to your poetry. love CS

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  2. ladynyo Says:

    Hello CS! Have missed you but know how busy you have been. I am just a dabbler but you the work horse!

    Ahh….this poem is rather queasy! LOL! These windchimes outside actually throw me into this sort of poetry….frenzy of metal hambones….LOL! othewise, it’s just ‘observation’. Sorta. Can’t really define it, and I just IF I could, the magic for me would be over. LOL!

    So glad you chimed in on this poem. And so glad to know that the Universe hasn’t swallowed you up.

    Love, Jane

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  3. ladynyo Says:

    You are welcome.

    Lady Nyo

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