Sneaky winds jump around the sky
With joyous malicious whistles
Dark clouds gather together
In sadistic congregation.
/Intermission/
No! This is not just another rainy day
Another bland nature poem
Nor a hifalutin attempt at shameless self-aggrandizement
By a writer with inferiority complex
Carry me out dear nutty wife
Lovingly throw me into the open
I love liberating feels of breezes
But just a shell-y man scared to get out
The feverish anticipation
Of what weather holds today
Makes my body shake ecstatically
Like it happened last night
One by one
I lose my selves
My anxious personality
My prim obsessive-compulsive
The showers start
I look behind the clouds high up
Asking, daring the Creator-God
To do better than just showers
Ha! But I know
He can do more
I tell him I can handle his worst blessings
Tell him to come out from behind clouds
Then
From around the corner
The flood pours out
Across my village cottage
On a hillside
I throw away my cane
Bloody old man that I am
Take a gladiator stance
Look the blessed flood in the face
Flood hits me in the beard
Creator stifles a snigger
Flood sweeps me off my foot
I start to drown, laughing
Shame on me!
For all my boasting
Steee-rike one n’ I’m out!
Sliding down the hillside
A shameless old man
One-legged, dancing
Drenched in happiness
In a flood of rain
Screaming out a holy swearword
“God will be the death of me!
Hee-hee-haw-haw-haw!!!
Hahaa-hahahaha!!!”
BACKGROUND: I am probably one of the few species of men *eyes rolling* who show genuine appreciation for many different seasons (though I favour a burning sun least of all). The rains are officially starting in my part of the world and I never tire of how refreshed and invigorating it makes me feel.
This evening, it brings to mind the many ways I play with the Unseen. As true as it is that science has explanations for many things, it does not make a case in court AGAINST the unseen and non-material wonders that exist here. The two sides can coexist. Forget for a moment the [visible] people that misrepresent the invisible.
I remember past happy seasons of my life… from the shocking big blessings… to simple pleasures like raining showers on my skin. And I am making new happy memories. In the midst of many difficulties faithfully stalking my daily life like psychopaths.
The Creator has got His ways!
http://youtu.be/xVN7yruV3aE A favorite song for an outstanding piece. Fantastic!!!! = >
Thanks friend for playing along. This is one ball I’d like to keep. Very fitting.
Glad you enjoyed the piece.
That was awesome. What would life be without seasons?
A deep one from the cradle of the mad one.
But, we seem to show favouritism with seasons, don’t we?
Some are easier to get through
True.
yup
Dear shameless old man, I had no illusions whatsoever that you would take the dry, cracked sun over the breathing of rains. But I must ask, what would you make of swirling snows and ice storms? The air is cold but as clean as it can get.
Doc, your ability to write a real poem while spinning a narrative (or is it vice versa?) is unmuted. This is probably one of my favorites from you.
Hahahaha!!!! O dear! The Trent’s on me with this one.
I must be careful before speaking presumptuously about ice storms, but I have been known to love turbulent weather generally.
I am humbled you find this good. I was shocked the whole month was running out and I had not turned anything in. I had to just do this. Definitely can rest now and pay more heed to you. I think I have one post ready if March would end tomorrow.
Don’t read my stuff Doc, just write yours. Some of us need to hear what you have to say. I am one of them.
*bows*
oh Doc, that was awesome! I dare you to dare Him!!! I do all the time, lol. Love me some lightning and thunder, and dumping rain blasting through with wind, makes my heart race with joy! but then, I can only kayak on sunny days! so I take them all, and smile up! I especially loved how the “creator stifled a snigger!” lmao take that you stinker, I’ll make you bow! (He says!)
Glad you enjoyed it, Shardy.
Hahahahahah! Why am I not surprised you are totally in on d jokes!
Rains are awesome, I tell you.
they appear to match your wild spirit! and mine! 🙂
I am afraid so.
Where are you, Doc?
I have been held up between work demands and poor Internet connectivity and phone problems. Thanks for checking.
Wasup Doc?? you OK? hey, I just wanted to add on this post, you have got to be the first writer I have ever seen take an “intermission” during his own post… cracked me up!!! and Have you got another blog you’re doing that I don’t know about??? Please let me know if so! NOW get to writing!!! we miss you!
Hahahaha. Dear me.
I am still around. Just having certain challenges.
Thanks a lot Shardy.
I’ll send ya some Peace in my prayers Chris! 🙂
Hahahaha. Thanks sis.
Haha! I must have been under the rock.. This is it!!