The Rumble

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem. In Douglas County looking towards Moses Mountain, the storm clouds gather over the spring green fields. Taken in June, 2022. Today I was startled by a rumbling as I finished my art project. I looked up to see the dark clouds with the rain running down the windows and heard the rumble of the thunder meaning lightning is striking somewhere. Scott says “There’s wildfires starting all over Grant County.” So, here we are in fire season again.

And so, a poem.

Poetry

The Rumble

Rumbling startles;
Look out the window
See
Storm clouds gather
Filled with an angry god
Pounding his drum
Whose partner shows his prowess
Throwing fire spears
To earth
Laughing at its sparks
Spreading fires
Across those lands
The earthlings did not nurture
As they should,
Leaving their home,
Their planet
To be ravaged
By a climate
In which the flora and fauna
Cannot survive;
The gods sing
In sorrow,
The melody
Falls with the pounding rain.

Sheri Edwards
07.10.23 192.365.23
Poetry/Photography [See-Frame-Focus]

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