Strange Storm Poem by Smoky Hoss
Strange Storm
Clouds powdered gray
Violated with lightning blue,
Enmesh the amorphous miasmic
As a strange sough comes rolling through.
Solemn the mood
Stretched across the umber sky,
Metaphysics fail to explain
Why the earth feels about to die.
The winds of eternal change
Blow beyond the norm,
Across all the living
Pours a new and strange storm.
The poem sets the mood for that strange storm then ends in a mind-blowing suddenness of despair. I felt this poem, great write.
Got to check this out with the Mayans.Could be global warming? A disturbing probe in a near mystical realm-deep and provoking
Vivid, fast-paced, and overwhelmingly strong word choice. The calm before the storm effectively conveyed and the final lines complete the downpour.
there's a storm coming, that will tear away the face of what we've known... let us pray that it brings a new freedom! great poem!
Eerie and disturbing - could this be the end of the world. Food for thought - interesting and intriguing work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/1/2024 1:20:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Worrying... the subject matter yet well portrayed. I did struggle with the pronunciation in the first stanza third row a bit but thats probably a reflection on my lack of education...other than that i really enjoyed it...tyvm