This is a poem about experiencing a Spring lightning storm.
Following the heels of a scorching Spring heat
Like Jack Frost melting in a boiler room by his feet
A Spring wind-evening mellows us down again
Giving solace to every woman, boy and man
Walkers strolling in the cool winds rolling across the sky
Lush spring foliage waving with the winds
Like children waving their last spring goodbyes
Up above and overheard is heard thunder clapping on a roll
Like a newborn child yelling out its “Mother, feed me” cry
Like dainty dried-earth-fingers cracking in the sky
The lightining shafts light up with menacing-waving-cries
Just like a spider races across its web upon its prey
The lightning flashes east and west, leaving swiftly every point upon its way
It joins the thunder rolls, one sounding here, the other-LIGHT-light-LIGHTNING there
One peels in the in the air thru the ears, the other curls the eyebrows and fills the soul with fear
Giant black cat dancing across the sky to an unseen aerial mouse
It leaves behind its trace a bowl of dark soup lined with a feigned bowl fractally-lined with milk
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