Flash floods are among the most thrilling and dangerous experiences in nature. They appear suddenly. Their power destroys, then dissipates. Ruin lies in their wake. Some of life’s experiences ravage and leave us twisted and torn, as if a flash flood poured through us. We may feel broken. We nurse real wounds. Remember that wounds can heal, if we let them. Remember that the sun always shines after the rains, the wildflowers bloom beautifully, and the birds sing again.
FLASH FLOOD
rain pounces and stings
thunder bellows
angry
the cold and the wet and the clang
tempt my fears
of cold and wet and clang
sudden rivers choke
the gorge
a momentary roaring rage
soon spent
small birds sing
tentative song
under new sun
Roger is the author of Rabbit Lane: Memoir of a Country Road. The book tells the true life story of an obscure farm road and its power to transform the human spirit. The book is available in print and for Kindle at Amazon. See Rabbit Lane reviewed in Words and Pictures.
I really like when you post your poems, Roger…always so interesting and full of flair.
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Thank you, Patsy! I wrote “Flash Flood” after walking in the rain in a local canyon. The flowers are Blue Columbine, found in Cedar Breaks National Monument last week.
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