Charmed Chaos
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Storm Funnel
The tornado fell from the graphite sky
fueled by storm clouds and winds on high
that fed its hungry fury and filled the dearth
a powerful force as her tumid belly gave birth
to more twisters to dance with destructive mirth.
As they bored over the ground, leaving it defaced
with naught but a foggy field of grey-green laid in waste.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Poetics Ekphrastic Poems- Mary Frances
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Oh, yes, you really tell this story. That first line is particularly brilliant – the graphite sky is such an arresting image.
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Thank you Sarah.
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The mighty mirthful wrath of Mother Nature. Such a wondrous tale of destruction, Linda.
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Thank you Jade. Tornados are such beasts.
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You are welcome.
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Great descriptions of twisters.
twisters to dance with destructive mirth.
You never cease to amaze me
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Thank you Drew!
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I almost chose this image. I, too, saw the tornado. I like your line /her tumid belly gave birth to more twisters to dance with destructive mirth/.
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Thank you Glenn!
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That does look like a twister in the photo defacing the ground.
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Thank you Frank.
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My sister lives in the Midwest, in tornado alley … she spent yesterday afternoon in the basement of her apartment complex …. such a timely write! Well done.
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Thank you!
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Love your take on this. Tornados can be beasts, indeed !
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Yes, we lived in Oklahoma for a time when I was a child. I will never forget that sound!
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I will bet. I have heard several in my lifetime as well. Scary!
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Yes! Thanks Toni.
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This is such a powerful story,,, and I see the tornado really.
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Thank you Bjorn.
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I have seen on the news stories about the tornadoes touching down. The destruction left behind is mind boggling. Yes, I see that funnel in the distance.
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Thank you!
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My goodness this is good! I have often seen the news about hurricanes and tornadoes and have shuddered at its consequences.
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Thank you Sanaa!
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Beautifully powerful Linda, and a wonderful interpretation of the image!
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Thanks Rob!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Chuck. xoxoxo
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I thought of a tornado immediately when I saw this image as well! Eerily descriptive poem, Linda.
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Thank you Lynn.
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The havoc is so beautifully described in these word-pictures — I loved your rhymes particularly. 🙂
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Thank you Anmol.
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