Poem-A-Day: Day 158

Storm Crowd

careful now
so carefully carefree
do not stop to breathe
no inhale no exhale
only hailstorms coming
showering the greens
preening the trees
with icy dreams
solid clouds falling
at speeds of gravity

fearful now
so fearfully fearfree
breathing short gasps
in in in out repetitive
stormclouds blistering skin
sadly simmering
blocking the sun
foggy flower bloom
showering dreary rain
in sickening drifts

careful now
so carefully careless
breathing beating gasps
clockwork ticking misses
casting caution to the wind
in spinning tornado thoughts
sending little missiles
hurtling through the air
whistling loud and clear
on their way to damnation

fearful now
so fearfully fearless
do not stop for breaths
nothing can stop the not
from never not happening
gathering like an anvilhead
ready to pound resonation
a hammering sound
thundering down rapidly
shattering mind and spine