Stormlands

You are so talented. Hugs, Barbara

Poesy plus Polemics

"Gathering Storm Near the San Juan Mountains" Painting by Charles Partridge Adams From pinterest.com “Gathering Storm Near the San Juan Mountains”
Painting by Charles Partridge Adams
From pinterest.com

thunderbolts leaped
across nerves
rumbled canyons
inside our young bones
hiding out from the sun
beneath hesitant skin
so afraid of the sky
where did everything
go the green feet
of white mountains
we ran up the
youth of those slopes
in the storm
lightning scoring
thin air heartbeats
thumping regrets
of a meaningless
race all the clouds
right below us
adult sullen gray
moving skittish
unable to rise from
the weight of the
the salt yet unrinsed
from the rain
where did everything
go the blue aspens
turned red by the
blood of the dawn
we climbed high up
those trees in the
whiplashing winds
branches torn from
their trunks
tossed away into
mad crying streams
valleys eyeworn
too misty with panic
unable to rise from
the press of remorse
this is where we
were…

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