Torn Existence

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

South Carolina had the most awe inspiring lightning storms. One evening, while sitting on my front porch watching a storm, these words came from me.

Blinding flashing tendrils
rip through the skies
Blink in existence
torn before my eyes
and jagged bolts
scream out in silent rage
withdrawing to darkness
untill the next stage

Rolling crashing bellows
echoes collide
Thunderous shaking fury
blackened skies divide
and in this mastery of madness
I stand back in awe
watch brilliant veins of power
mother natures claw

Thrashing from obscured heavens
violent frenzy howling
Rampaging pounding torrent
scornful banshee prowling
and the deep biting deluge
stings my dampened hide
awakened by the pulses
of this fierce electrostatic ride

Darting flashing rays
weaving in the night
Bursting sound abounds
explosion after sight
and then the final bolt
disappears before my eyes
a parting growl gives hint
to the passed rage across the skies

Retreating rumbles calming
in the evening air
Splintered clouds parting
reveal a moonlit lair
and shining beams now dance
across the peaceful land
refreshing to the evening
and I from where I stand


Jared H. Pease 8/19/99

Submitted: April 22, 2015

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Jeremy Walker

How did you come up with the name 'Torn Existence' when I think of that I think of being torn between two halves of something, or being unsure. Funny how I was barely even around when you wrote this.

Wed, April 22nd, 2015 9:18pm

Jared Pease

Lightning... it's like tears in the sky. It's only existence is that tear.

Wed, April 22nd, 2015 9:41pm

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