I thought I was in the clear
Nowhere to fear
The storm had passed
And I was going fast
Straight along the highway
Without any dismay
Humming to the radio
Riding in a stroll
Drip drop splat
Came down enact
Tensions arise
Foretells a future demise
These light drops
Make my heart flop
Then in one fell swoop
The showers make me stoop
I manage expectations
Hoping for no more elevation
As I climb the mountain
It is a full blown fountain
The pitter-patter
Becomes a big spatter
Smack dab at the summit
Realization wacks with a big hit
It is not wet anymore
But more danger evermore
Like spikes of arrows
My stomach narrows
The windshield defends
What I cannot comprehend
Is that the blizzard snow
In the middle of April
Alas it is true
My soul is blue
What am I to do
Losing my cool
This white snowy nightmare
Stirs up a frustrated flare
A decision needs quickness
In this white mistiness
Drip drop splat
Rain in a matter of fact
The tortuous white night
Opens up for a better flight
I have made it through
A summit of code blue
The awful windy white
Is now out of my sight
Bypassing the summit
That made me submit
To nature's power
That made me cower
Lucky I was
My heart full of buzz
Into the clear
Nowhere to fear.
Inspired by the events of April 11, 2010 near midnight as I was returning to Southern California from San Francisco hitting a late snowstorm at the Tejon Pass on the 5 on a stormy day throughout the state.
4 comments:
To nature's power
That made me cower
Lucky I was
My heart full of buzz
Into the clear
Nowhere to fear.
lovely lines. I know what is storm power. It is so much devasteting. Mind power linked with nature power in this poem
Interesting vivid images ..
have never experienced a snowstorm but could feel the chill through your lines..
very vivid. :)
Powerful.
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