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A Flash, A Crackle, A Pop
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Crimson The sky opened
A flash, a crackle, a pop
And in an instant
The mundane
The monotonous
The filthy, exposed, and rotten
All washed away in a torrent
By the thousands upon thousands they fall
Cleansing little specs of tomorrow’s plight
Blotting out the sky’s brilliance
Replaced with an ethereal mask cloaking reality
If only for a short while
A hiss, a howl, a screech
And the canvas explodes
Pushed asunder, to and fro
A violent spark dares to break the fray
Pushing through with all its might
Challenging the grey and feeding the light
She dances carefully, laughing at the heavens
”Be this my final attraction?”
She asks the sky, innocently enough
The earth rumbles beneath her feet in response
She chases every droplet just to see where it will fall
Carelessly enveloping herself amongst the thrall
Another flash, a clap, and a pop
Nature, in all her fury, answers
The cascade befalls her every step
As she wanders aimlessly along
With a subtle ”Hmph” she turns to look at yesterday
Then meanders through the storm
Clenching every drop of rain
”Must’ve been some truth to it all, I guess
The message of life really is turning and facing the storm”
The quiet, the calm
Inside the eye of the great beast
She stops and gazes at the walls closing in
Passing ever so slightly as she glares up to the sky
”Am I to take this silence as my solace or the seed?”
She muses quietly before the passing light recedes
A flash, a crackle, a pop
The sky opens up again
”So this is how it all winds up in the end?”
Beautiful glorious and
Beautiful glorious and sensitive! Lovely, lovely, loveliness! Strong and engaging write. Motger nature abd I have a lot in common! :) hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
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Random, unknown, and curious, this piece. Glad you enjoyed though ;)
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr
An Apocalyptic View Of:
The journey through any life or how the world ends, a wild ride indeed and enjoyed this one 3x ~A~
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Apocalyptic
Hmm. I didn't notice the connection. Truthfully, no idea where it came from.
Glad you enjoyed it.
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr
"...winds up in the end..."
The fury of the storm as life, the hurricane's eye, the calm inside the storm, last line, the storm resumes. But that's me again being me. Enjoyed thoroughly 4x - a