I started writing poetry again in 2002, some 25 years after I'd stopped. I had forgotten how much it meant to me. It was easy to start again with Haiku.
The Lightning Series
Haiku
Lightning shreds the calm.
Power immeasurable.
Then hostile silence.
God’s semaphore
Marking the sky again with
His own mystery.
Some vertically
Some snaking across the sky
Lightning calls to you.
Each day’s symbol
Lightning storms remind you that
You miss the calm sky.
Lightning flashes thrice
Conducting a symphony
Of storm and thunder.
Opening your mind
Bolts of lightning "whisper" that
Greater power exists.
Quidrock….copyright 2002
Haiku
Lightning shreds the calm.
Power immeasurable.
Then hostile silence.
God’s semaphore
Marking the sky again with
His own mystery.
Some vertically
Some snaking across the sky
Lightning calls to you.
Each day’s symbol
Lightning storms remind you that
You miss the calm sky.
Lightning flashes thrice
Conducting a symphony
Of storm and thunder.
Opening your mind
Bolts of lightning "whisper" that
Greater power exists.
Quidrock….copyright 2002
3 comments:
I love your lightening series!
I have always liked Haiku. These are wonderful!!
Makes me want to try my hand at it...
5-7-5, Kelly.
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