Twister

Twister

The scent of jasmine 
hung heavy
in the still night air
Soothing and assuasive
Peace had descended
on the carnage
of the day
The rage came
unmasked and bare
Showing
its teeth
Fear engulfed
all on its path
The remains
of the day
scattered for miles
Bricks and mortar
Splintered wood
from ancient trees
Personal belongings
One constant sign
of normalcy
Water cascading
timelessly
Oblivious
to the wrath
of a twister
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sue Vincent's Weekly Write/Photo - Cascade
Word of the Day - Jasmine
RDP - Unmask
FOWC - Rage

 

  22 comments for “Twister

  1. May 5, 2020 at 9:47 am

    I love the smell of jasmine. I must remember to plant one in my newish garden.

    • Christine Bolton
      May 5, 2020 at 12:48 pm

      Yes! Plus a gardenia … the fragrance is wonderful ☺️

      • May 6, 2020 at 2:44 pm

        Lovely. I’m now suffering from Garden envy! Lol.

  2. May 5, 2020 at 11:19 am

    Some things seem immutable, even before Nature’s power.
    Beautifully told, Christine.

    • Christine Bolton
      May 5, 2020 at 2:15 pm

      Thanks Sue! I really appreciate it 🙂

  3. May 5, 2020 at 2:14 pm

    Perfectly done Christine

    • Christine Bolton
      May 5, 2020 at 2:15 pm

      Thank you Sadje 😊💕

      • May 5, 2020 at 3:13 pm

        A pleasure dear

  4. May 5, 2020 at 3:07 pm

    Beautiful…the way you brought all the prompts together highlighting nature’s constancy. 🙂💞

    • Christine Bolton
      May 5, 2020 at 8:55 pm

      Aww, thank you Punam 🥰

      • May 7, 2020 at 2:22 am

        You are welcome, dear. 🙂

  5. May 5, 2020 at 5:10 pm

    Very powerful. I have never experienced any extreme weather, except a horrible hurricane a long time ago. I think 1985 or so.

    • Christine Bolton
      May 6, 2020 at 1:28 pm

      Thank you Christine. Hurricanes are scary aren’t they? 😕

      • May 6, 2020 at 2:11 pm

        Yes, but I have to say we have been very lucky. We moved pretty far inland so even when we get them they aren’t as bad as where I grew up near the shore.

  6. May 5, 2020 at 6:53 pm

    a storm can be so devastating, the calm after is so eerie

    • Christine Bolton
      May 5, 2020 at 8:24 pm

      Yes, like being in shock 😢

  7. May 6, 2020 at 12:22 pm

    Brilliant expression of frustration seeking for peace. Excellent iece, Christine!

    • Christine Bolton
      May 6, 2020 at 1:26 pm

      Thank you so much Beckie 😘

  8. May 6, 2020 at 5:40 pm

    Wow! You really captured that one!!! Twisters are really sneaky and deadly!! Bellissimo, Christine!!

  9. May 7, 2020 at 3:34 am

    Gorgeous writing Christine

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