Thunderhead Junction!

Starting in a low-down,

Ripped off, postage stamp-perforated

Corner of the evening sky,

Little solar spark becomes cloud-forest fire;

Conflagration spreading higher, faster than

A well-shod, hard-spurred thoroughbred can run.

Magnificent, towering malachite-light,

Bruised -petal bloom clouds

Leaking fierce-crackle

Gorgon-head electric snakes

That whip and punish wind-carded oaks

That cower like galley-rower slaves.

In keeping with Greek tragedy

Sun-flare mother that conceived this bastard

Is dramatically murdered,

Face forced behind grey barrier,

Below suffocating horizon.

Chains of thunder dirge low skies and

Tears of bullet-bodied, bronzed rain

Saturate the roads that

Once joined heaven and earth

While we stagger and bawl helplessly

Beneath the ash and orange ember aftermath.



6 thoughts on “Thunderhead Junction!

  1. PÖ3TIC says:

    Ever the master of the hyphenated word you are!!!

  2. “ripped off, postage stamp-perforated corner of the sky”
    wow I love this line!
    its great when people, like yourself, find new and interesting ways of describing things rather than trawling out the same old metaphors.
    great poem
    I shall be back to read more.

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