Lightning hits the water
with long fingers so fine.
It glistens in the sky
with its curvaceous spine.
Sizzle goes the sound,
electric in the air.
It crisscrosses the sky
with its own savoir-faire.
Lightning hits the water
with long fingers so fine.
It glistens in the sky
with its curvaceous spine.
Sizzle goes the sound,
electric in the air.
It crisscrosses the sky
with its own savoir-faire.
POWERPLAY
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Jagged fingers slice through the air.
A dance of the gods for mere mortals.
We hold our breaths as they sizzle and play.
The clouds keep them in place in defiance.
The ground rumbles in dismay at their power play.
The wind and rain fight to divert their direction.
Their aim is compromised by their enemies.
They hold strong and band together.
But the gods and nature block their path.
The earth is saved from ruin on this day.
But they’ll be back again another day.
Lightning hits the water
with long fingers so fine.
It glistens in the sky
with its curvaceous spine.
Sizzle goes the sound,
electric in the air.
It crisscrosses the sky
with its own savoir-faire.
fractal, random, noise & wave
Lightning sizzles.
It streaks outward.
Creating its own path.
Spreading.
Growing.
Reaching.
Fingers outspread.
A flash.
Darkness.
Another flash.
Our town is hit.
THE DEAD GAME