Thursday, August 6, 2009



Tearing across the sky
Overtaking lesser clouds.
Rushing, reeling, rolling by,
Nothing escapes....buildings, crowds!
Angry, a tube of wicked misery!
Dive for cover!
Or blow to eternity!

Something more gentle here:


Sunny said...

I really enjoy your poetry. Thanks for visiting my blog. I was born just outside St.Austell in Cornwall.
Sunny :)

Mariana Soffer said...

Good short poem, I like the words and the sounds. I think even dough you might dive for cover you can end up blowiing in eternity, which is not necesarily a bad thing.

Margaret Gosden said...

Not a bad thing if one ends up following the yellow brick road!

Kat said...

Fewer lines...
but no gentle breeze...!
the impact..!!!