Nature’s thrash-metal show

A clue when the sun
hides away from the day
and the mugginess grows
as the sky becomes grey
Then, as evening approaches
a splatter of rain
It looks like a storm
is brewing again

A rumble of thunder
as the night-time comes round
But in the gaps and the stillness
there’s barely a sound

Then from over the sea
a bright flash in the sky
as, restless, the storm
seeks to electrify
And we count down the seconds
as the thunder moves in
The cacophony grows
and turns into a din

And then we are there
with excitement and thrills
as the rain hammers down
and the floodwater spills

And the lightning’s as bright
as a daytime light-show
and each thunderclap deafens
and excites, as you know
Our whoops of excitement
are lost in between
as the storm gathers pace
with a whoop and a scream

It’s frightening and scary
and wonderful fun
But we’re always relieved
when a thunderstorm’s done

The claps become rumbles
and are less agitated
as we smile and relax
because now we are sated
And as the storm moves away
‘Til it’s hardly in sight
We will go back to bed
and turn in for the night

©Jemverse

 

Storm and shout

The excitement of a thunderstorm
always brings a thrill
A flash of light and then the count
the waiting then until
A roll or clap of thunder
like a party in the sky
The same for when it’s miles away
or really close nearby

Mostly followed by a deluge
as raindrops kiss the ground
Accompanied by an echo
of the fading thunder sound
And then the flash of light again
as the stormfront closes in
Then I just have to shout out loud
with excitement in the din

©Jemverse

Exciting

Mugginess building
Yellowing skies
reckon we’ll soon be
in for surprise

Distant rumbling
of the thunder
Overhead dark
clouds asunder

Spatters of rain
smack the ground
as people shelter
all around

Then the crack
Electric lightning
It’s scary but
It’s quite exciting

Thunderstorms
my favourite thing
Make me want
to shout and sing

©Jemverse

 

Walking Sussex 1

Today we walked from Ring to Ring beneath a leaden sky

The sun shone bright despite the threat of rainfall by and by

Plans long laid, fruition saw a walk unlike no other

With smile and gusto Crouchers went, friends yes, but also brothers

Cissbury came and Cissbury went, rain followed sun with thunder

But in between the blue skies came and Chanctonbury wonder

Thirteen miles of Sussex hill, more on the morrow too

The weather promising much less rain and some good high pressure too.

 

©Jemverse (12 May 2014)

 

 

Friend

There is no other sound quite like it

It is unique, it is sublime

Like a constant whisper out there

When it’s calm and weather’s fine

Or then when wind decides to blow

And storms come from the North

It is like a constant thunder

As the waves slam back and forth

It is a mystery to me

But it’s also like a friend

An ever-changing story

With no beginning and no end

 

©Jemverse

 

Storm

Thunder

Chunder

Wonder

Assunder

Lightning

Frightening

Whitening

Exciting

 

©Jemverse (1973)

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