Totally Optional Prompt: Midnight. What might happen at midnight? Besides the date changing, a new day starting, a deal with the devil, the witching hour, a half-moon rising, clocks chiming?
Midnight
midnight passed
with air black and still
lightning roared to life
rode thunder to the earth
shuddering trees shook free
their limbs and leaves
exposed the underside of rot
the sun bent dark to light
and looked upon the world
that midnight lobbed and left
Fractal image created in Fractal Explorer, resized in Irfanview.
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10 comments:
Lobbed and left...I really liked this!
don't forget to get my cigars
I woke last night around midnight and heart thunder in the distance (I think). I'm glad this scene didn't take place; I was still in my tent!
Great metaphor for many of the world's problems.
Hmmm - love the fractal looks like some type of man-in-the-moon magic is happening there.
Kristy
Delightful! So well described, vivid and vibrant. I always love reading your poems!
Full of imagery and I loved that last line.
excellent.
Love the line, "sun bent dark to light". The rhythm in this poem made it read like a lightning bolt.
wonderful poem, so full of the drama of this season!
Spirithelpers
very nicely put..love the image..
all around greatness, poem and fractal. hope all is well.
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