“Beauty and the Beast” – © chriscondello 2013 – A lone daffodil against a house in ruins…
Off in the distance I hear the rumble…
From cloud to cloud it rolls and tumbles…
Till it slowly rolls off and into my ears…
A sound I’ve anticipated for 32 years…
Hyacinth breeze and the smell of rain…
Leading right up to the storm…
Writing rhymes to the sound of wind chimes…
A memory frozen in time…
Clouds roll in and the sky gets dark…
Illuminating discharge electrical arc…
God apparently has something to say…
Showing off with her frightening display…
Today I will rejoice in the cold rain…
Immerse in it from cloud to drain…
Ashes to ashes… Dust to dust…
Wash away my emotional rust…
peace – chriscondello
“Hyacinth Breeze” – © chriscondello 2013 – Hyacinth, one of the most intoxicating fragrances I associate with spring…
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