During my recent holiday we had a really violent thunderstorm, which prompted this poem.

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I lazily doze in the afternoon sun

With a contented smile on my face.

Not a care in the world to crease my brow

And a beautiful day to embrace.

Imagining all is well with the world

When viewed from a tropical beach,

And problems we hear about on the news

Seem so very far from reach.

Then suddenly without any warning

Thunder rumbles through the air.

The first great drops of rain descend

To eject me from my chair.

All about me groans of dismay are heard

As umbrellas are grabbed from their stands.

And urgent shelter is desperately sought

As crowds rush up from the sands.

*

Lightning flashes across the sky

And the rain comes down with such force.

There’s nothing to do but stand and wait

As the storm pursues its course.

Hailstones the size of golf balls

Pelt the roofing above our heads.

Babies frightened cries ring out

As the storm around us spreads.

Then all of a sudden the sun reappears

And the sky turns a bright shade of blue.

The crowds disperse and return to the beach

As the clouds disappear from view.

Once again all is well with the world

And we can bathe in the sun’s golden rays,

Making the most of our time by the sea

And these beautiful long summer days.

Christine Ramsay 26.7.11

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  • cardy on Jul 26, 2011

    You paint a picture so well, glad the sun came back out. Nice share.

  • Ima Vee on Jul 26, 2011

    Well, at least the sun still appeared at the end and most of all, you’ve created another wonderful piece…
    Great Share as always…:)

  • Eunice Tan on Jul 26, 2011

    Storm could be romantic or frightening.

  • Raj the Tora on Jul 26, 2011

    great poetry indeed. Beautiful lines, I bathed in the line “we can bathe in the sun’s golden rays”

  • gaby7 on Jul 26, 2011

    Weather is the most unpredictable aspect of atmosphere!

  • obikelvin on Jul 26, 2011

    Highly inspirational.I love this.Thanks for sharing!

  • Bruce Officer on Jul 26, 2011

    At least your storm didn’t last long. A couple of weeks ago, touring across France by bicycle, I had to spend the night in a barn, trapped by a storm!

  • Dennis N OBrien on Jul 26, 2011

    Well done.

  • papaleng on Jul 26, 2011

    You have pictured the situation all too-well. Yes, weather is such a delicate thing to forecast.

  • anndavey650 on Jul 26, 2011

    Which beautiful long summer days are you getting in the UK? Up here in Suffolk they are few to say the least *Grins*

  • Lady Sunshine on Jul 26, 2011

    The weather certainly is fickle and mercurial – just like people. Nice work.

  • Baijayanti Pradhan on Jul 26, 2011

    Beautiful …

  • Saurav Banerjee on Jul 26, 2011

    Very well expressed!

  • LoveDoctor on Jul 26, 2011

    You paint a vivid scene. Great work as usual. From the picture & the hailstones the size of golf balls, it was a pretty bad storm. LOL @ Lady sunshine

  • monica55 on Jul 26, 2011

    Well done. The weather can be very unpredictable, but I\’m glad that you are still enjoying the good part. Thanks for the share.
    Monica.

  • CHAN LEE PENG on Jul 26, 2011

    This was really an unexpected. great poem…

  • Atanacio on Jul 26, 2011

    yeah I like the way you gave it authenticity.. great share :)

  • sambasivarao on Jul 26, 2011

    Wonderful sharing.

  • ladydryle on Jul 26, 2011

    i just love to stay at home when it rains…. and sometimes i love it when it rains because its cold…..but thunderstorms breaks the likeness…hehe

  • MINISTER MARLENE SISTA REAL on Jul 26, 2011

    Oh boy! I felt it all and remembered yesterday when the kids part came to a halt. It was sudden rain and soon a burst of sunshine. But this was so serious. Golf ball hail?

    Eject me from my chair…love it!

  • Karen Gross on Jul 26, 2011

    As per usual, Christine, you can make a lovely poem out of any experience. Very powerful imagery of the storm, sandwiched between peaceful golden sunshine. Loved it.

  • Ruby Hawk on Jul 26, 2011

    that reminds me of our thunder storms. it seems all my granddaughter and I have to do is go to the swimming pool to bring on a storm.

  • No Share on Jul 26, 2011

    great to see you back..=)

  • LCM Linda on Jul 26, 2011

    A vivid portrayal. The storm came and left so sudden. Glad that it caused no harm and people continued enjoying themselves.

  • PR Mace on Jul 26, 2011

    I could feel the force of Mother Nature in your words. Excellent work.

  • Starpisces on Jul 27, 2011

    whatever weather you have there, you can always come up with nice poems, another good one here. Very well expressed.

  • beingwell on Jul 27, 2011

    Once again, a very lovely piece!

  • Pearl Wilson on Jul 27, 2011

    This poem flows like a piece of lively music. great work!

  • shakugan123 on Jul 27, 2011

    you are a painter of words

  • Christine Ramsay on Jul 28, 2011

    Thank you so much for all your kind comments.

  • martie on Jul 28, 2011

    I could really picture the people dashing about, trying to get out of the storm.

  • CA Johnson on Jul 28, 2011

    What a great poem about the storm. It has been a bit since it rained here in NJ. Thanks for sharing your poem.

  • Tulan on Jul 28, 2011

    I think I’m the exception, I love thunder storms.

  • The Bling on Jul 29, 2011

    That reminds me, we’re on the storm path now… 2 consecutive storms. I like your poem as usual.

  • J M Lennox on Jul 29, 2011

    Nature in all her beauty, power and unpredictability – summed up beautifully.

  • yes me on Aug 4, 2011

    Great imagery in your words Christine cheers

  • yellow rose on Aug 31, 2011

    beautiful

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