Tag: weather

Born from silver clouds

And kissed with golden light

Drip by drop they fall

Cool and clear and colorless

For those lacking perspective

Grey clouds gathering

Where the sky meets the ocean

At the Western gate

I see the oncoming storm

Welcoming the Winds of Spring

Biting winter wind,

Rolling through the alleyway,

Making spring the fool,

Or so it would seem to me,

And my tissue paper coat.

Winter froze my muse,
But each letter, word, and verse~
Thaws the deepest freeze.
Poetry is my spring rain,
My unashamed thunderclap.

Beyond my doorstep,
A jealous Pacific moans,
Clawing at the shore,
Where winding concrete ribbons,
Flirt with salt-kissed cypress trees.

You look so peaceful,
Gliding there, nonchalantly~
Barely a ripple.
One would not realize the storm,
Just below the water’s edge.

crawling crystal skies
dark watercolor clouds paint
with such vibrancy!
As far as the eyes can see
a carpet, of superb blooms.

like lightening it strikes
but unlike the classic storm
there was no thunder
unless of course you count my
groans and moans of agony

Wild

Ignoring my doubt,
My heart stumbles forward with,
Unannounced passion.
Like this storm of wind and rain,
There is no way to tame me.