Sunday, July 25, 2010

From Feral`s Front Porch-Thunder Skies

Over the past week we`ve been caught in a pretty steamy weather pattern, filled with stunning humidity levels and daily thunderstorms. Last night we got hit once again. The sky was just so oddly colored and somewhat intimidating I had to share a few images with you and a poem by my favorite poet.

A Thunderstorm

The wind begun to rock the grass
With threatening tunes and low, -
He flung a menace at the earth,
A menace at the sky.

The leaves unhooked themselves from trees
And started all abroad;
The dust did scoop itself like hands
And throw away the road.

The wagons quickened on the streets,
The thunder hurried slow;
The lightning showed a yellow beak,
And then a livid claw.

The birds put up the bars to nests,
The cattle fled to barns;
There came one drop of giant rain,
And then, as if the hands

That held the dams had parted hold,
The waters wrecked the sky,
But overlooked my father's house,
Just quartering a tree.

Emily Dickinson


Leigh said...

Beautiful photos! I love watching the sky as well. The clouds are constantly painting a new picture... much like in life. Great post.

Sharon said...

Neat pictures! That poem says it all! We have had no rain, it's all pretty much dried up out there and the heat is unrelenting. I wait for rain... and wait...

Jill said...

Lovely poem! I love thunderstorms & we haven't had near as many as we usually do during the summer. Send some our way!

houndstooth said...

I love Emily Dickenson! You chose some great photos and words to put together!

Brenda said...

Very dramatic colors in those skies! We've had lots of July thunderstorms here in southern Missouri too. It seems a little odd since they're usually earlier in the spring, but at least we're getting plenty of rain.

Feral Female said...

Emily Dickinson is a wonderfully talented poet I agree Houndy!

Isn`t nature awe-inspiring??