Bottled Thunder.

lightning

In iron-rivet and

Heron feathered cloak,

Down rampage cloud edges

The hammer god is coming;

With drums of dreams,

Savage lights,

Bottled thunder and

The heavy Revenge Basket.

This night we burn the past,

Settle the retribution bones,

Rattle the rune stones, and

Fall headlong and laughing

Into lightning barrel futures.

Photo: www.wallpaperscraft.com

27/4/2013

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4 thoughts on “Bottled Thunder.

  1. The Hammer God is coming…woohoo…love it, fantastic imagery, fantastic poem…so evocative!! 🙂

  2. terrific metaphors! Every line is a turn!

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