Fall Storm by D.B. Hall

By Raja's Insight on April 19, 2019 • ( 0 )

Low dark ominous clouds

give the air an electric tingle

announcing imminent danger.

Cool puffs of wind part the dry heat

carrying a raindrop or two

little precursors

of the raging hordes

that will soon follow.

The winds increase

enraptured by the coolness on my face

I rip off my shirt

remembering my youth

I spread my wings

pretending to fly.

The angry maelstrom comes

glorious in its raw power

thunder roars as a pride of arguing gods

lightning dances across the dark sky

wind whips like a rejected lover’s fury

and stinging rain bites like bullet ants.

I fall back to the front porch

chased by dead and decaying leaves

whistling in the wind

and stinging rain missiles.

Chains strain to hold

the madly twisting porch swing

potted plants fall from their hooks

windows rattle in protest

in the yard beside my work truck

a large walnut branch smacks the earth.

This fall thunderstorm

has me feeling alive

powerful

and vibrant

yet small and insignificant.

I pet my ol hound dog

before we step inside

he thumps his red and white tail twice

and settles down with a sigh.

Excerpt from the book Pebbles in the Stream

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About the Author

David Hall was born in a small town called Mount Airy (A.K.A Mayberry) nestled in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains which are part of the large Appalachian Mountain chain. His early life involved a lot of traveling with his missionary parents, which involved stints of living in Mexico and Bolivia. His poetry reflects a love for nature and life mixed with a sense of the rustic Americana spirit and sprinkled with a lingering sense of the spiritual guidance infused by his southern religious upbringing. David has always been able to live in the moment enjoying it to the fullest while being able to be separated within himself seeking something more. Poetry is one of those outlets that gives him that something more. The diversity of genres and endless array of topics allow him to dive into poetry with reckless abandon or with fine-tuned precision; whichever is needed. Like a prism there are many sides of David, from the emotional connections when dealing with death, to the touch of the spring breeze on your neck hairs, David’s poetry can put you there.

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