Blasted Weather



Windstorms rip the sky
Tearing at clouds
Which, torn
Release the deluge

Once living leaves drift silently
When naked branches quiver
A rotting carpet soon to join
Above them bare trees shiver

Fields of flowers
With nectar sweet
Are now asleep
Their peace they keep

The bee retreats
Within the hive
The shivering mass
Will keep alive

Before the blast
The birds are few
In the bush
They hide from view

But on the tree tops
Can be seen
The golden buds
A future green


Filed under Photography, Poetry, Uncategorized

3 responses to “Blasted Weather

  1. Beautiful poetry and I really love the photo. What type of camera do you use? I don’t have a good digital camera yet. Hopefully I will be able to purchase a good camera one day soon. Thank you for sharing the photo and poem. Cassie

  2. Val

    Beautiful Don. You are so soulful. xox

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