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Author: Karine Dragon'sheart
Fiction Rated: T - English - Spiritual/Poetry - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-29-07 - Updated: 06-29-07 - Complete - id:2383795

-1Storm’s Crossing

Exquisite,

Like a lover’s sweet caress is the breath of wind that

Belies a cloud’s arrival,

Touching bases with the rowdy child unconcerned with

The mortal world as adults see it;

This is her dreamscape in which to dance,

Chained with memories of cicada-song and fireflies

In a tapestry woven from the gentle claws

Of a patient arachnid.

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Startling

And dangerously seductive are the phantom sylphs

That linger at the fringes of the darkening sky,

Though the maiden may see an island in the clouds,

Strangely enticing in it’s immaterial impossibility…

But the sky seems reminiscent

Of a misty ocean venue, and as such,

Perhaps it is not surprising that the great towers of glimmering

Vapors might concede to a slightly

More comforting presence for the sake

Of their foolish mortal wards.

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Exhilarating

Now that an undulating shadow has covered the land again,

A sense of almost wavering perspective has utterly

Taken over the senses of any who might have

Thought to stand before it’s terrible,

Yet wholly wonderful, power;

It can be seen in a thousand mortal souls rising up to rebel…

Or in the spirit of a stubborn matron,

Too proud to let go of what she can no longer control.

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Timeless,

That is all to be said of

The last vestiges of a fading dream,

That murmur of apology that is so forlornly offered

By a welcoming wind,

Fearful of being forgotten in the passing of days

That seems to go so quick in the eye of the wizened crone,

But the weather needn’t have worried;

It’s wards rarely forget the cost for their vast home.

If you’re wondering, this is something of a belated response to the Greensburg, KS tornadoes and the massive thunderstorms all of the Midwest has been suffering. My own home of Salina, KS was hit with enough flooding to decimate one of our woodland areas and burst a levee thirty ft. tall. We’re doing just fine, thankfully, but if anyone sees donations going around for Greensburg and other towns that were hit by twisters or flooding (legit donations, of course), please find it in your hearts to add a little spare change here and there. They’ve lost so much, and gained so little despite the efforts of our own state. I personally love thunderstorms…but I know too well the havoc they wreck on our lowland plains.

Laters,

KD



© Copyright 2007 Karine Dragon'sheart (FictionPress ID:468941).


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