Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Cloud Coverage


"Clouds" by L. Kolp

The sky above abuzz
with deceased relatives
gathering to show respect

while he laments
the release of his father.

Emitting words explosive, 
storm clouds rain down
tears as if lost years

don't matter.
He stands beneath a canopy

of limbs, beneath expression
adequate for his mother, yet
inside a parasite festers

like violent thunder 
hovering.
 
 

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Poetic Inspiration~
3WW: adequate, explosive, parasite

35 comments:

sreeja harikrishnan said...

intense....so touching....great lines...

Susan said...

And it all comes together, a heritage that hovers, one that crowds the ears and clarifies the spirit. Powerful.

Gillena Cox said...

ah yes the angelic court, ever present in good times and bad

have a nice Wednesday

Happy you stopped by my blog

much love...

Sumana Roy said...

so moving...

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Powerful writing, Laurie and what a perfect accompanying photo. I love the idea of the sky "abuzz with deceased relatives". Love "tears as if lost years dont matter." I like how the weather matches the emotions he carries within.

Cara H said...

Beautiful and sad words. The photo is excellent as well. It makes me think of the quiet vigils I hold for my father.
My post was silly.
http://dothedead.wordpress.com/2014/09/24/vile-awards-preparations-part-i-inspectors-and-parasites/

Sheilagh Lee said...

sometimes grief from estranged relatives can do this Great poem you really captured all the moods.

Peggy said...

So many hints here but still quite mysterious. Makes me want to know more of the story! Well done.

alan1704 said...

Powerful image and words that touch the divine. All lot in this.

Mary said...

A wonderful capture here,Laurie.

mywordwall said...

That was intense. :-)

Eva Gallant said...

wow! That was powerful!

Jae Rose said...

An ominous gathering of clouds almost left hovering over us ready to burst as we come to the end of this thunderous poem

Gabriella said...

I like the pathetic fallacy in your poem, Laurie.

Brian Miller said...

yikes....sounds like he may explode before this is over...

oldegg said...

Love hurts and no more so when death makes a visit. So beautifully written and illustrated Laurie.

Wendy Bourke said...

Intense and moving. A wonder invocation of pathetic fallacy.

Donna Smith said...

When I read this, it seemed to me like there could be a good story here. This poem could be placed at the beginning of a novel to set the stage for the reader.

Nicholas V said...

Very powerful and intense, Laurie - just like a thunderstorm! Lovely write!

G L Meisner said...

What a heavy expression of heritage.

RMP said...

stunning...I can feel the paralleling storms.

Anjum Wasim Dar said...

'thunder is a reminder of many things-when it comes it creates a shudder- a shiver of fear- very touching thought provoking lines 'clouds abuzz' deceased'merged with the ever living tree reflects the 'future positive'image and gives Hope

Carrie Van Horn said...

Laurie this is amazing...I love the metaphor of the weather and the loss and relationship in bitterness....a powerful write!

Heaven said...

The ending was ominous Laurie ~ I too appreciate the use of weather to capture character & emotional turbulence ~

Vinay Leo R. said...

He has a lot to express in little or no time. Can feel the emotions here.

cifar shayar said...

wonderful piece of writing

The Sunshine

PT said...

Touching...beautifully written

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Yes, they do do that.

Grandmother (Mary) said...

What a powerful opening. I like the weather mirroring the human emotions around death.

kaykuala said...

The use of weather to relate to turbulence is classic. Great lines Laurie!

Hank

Nimi Arora said...

Brilliant and powerful...

cifar shayar said...

emotional, nicely written

Beyond Clouds

Ankita said...

A powerful write and very well written!

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Laurie,

Your poem reminded me of sad times when standing in an Irish graveyard,after a funeral service. Rain beating down without any mercy, to the point where the proceedings seemed to be hurried along...Dark clouds for a dark occasion..

Eileen

Mojo Writin said...

Very powerful use of the words.