Monday, September 03, 2007

Lightning Crashes

(Vignette based on this tree we found. It stands next to the tangle of grape vines our kids play on in the hemlock forest.)

The prayers of floating seas part their hands, and the rain sheets down.

The roar of wind pushes the Earth, and trees bend east. Their leaves scream tattered and white.



The underfoot shivers with crimson and Creation.

It's coming coming coming.

A gasp in the wind, and--

>diamond detonation<

The bloom of sun tears, folds, burns out.

Shredded bark smokes, and a spiral tear plunges into rock and soil. The tree stares upward.

The charcoal feet of angels are walking.

Where the bolt
entered the ground.


Bernita said...

"A dasp in the wind," " a tree stared upward" - I like those very much.

Terri said...

"The charcoal feet of angels are walking"

I love thunderstorms. It appears you do, too?

The Anti-Wife said...

Love this.

Vesper said...

What a vivid description, Jason, with such evocative, strong words! I loved this very much.

c.s. said...

"diamond detonation"


Anonymous said...

Bernita, thanks! I was playing with descriptions here.

Terri, I liked that line too, and yes, thunderstorms are the best!

Anti-Wife, much appreciated. :)

Vesper, thank you! I had fun trying to come up with a different angle on thunderstorms.

C.S., I can only imagine how it would've looked and sounded if we were at the cabin at the time.

SzélsőFa said...

I loved its creativity as well.

Jaye Wells said...

Every walk in the forest is such an adventure with you.

the individual voice said...

I'm not sure I would have even recognized that as a lightning bolt hitting a tree. Well, that will change from here on in.

mermaid said...

the climax of pain
the scar that remains
the beautiful suffering
the lessons it brings

Thank you for staying with me, Jason, throughout my journey - supporting me, disagreeing with me, loving my art, and loving your own.

Anonymous said...

Szelsofa, thank you. =)

Jaye, we certainly try to make it an adventure. Many times, we succeed. :)

Individual Voice, it was a very distinctive wound. I've never seen anything like it. After looking up lightning damaged trees on the internet, we confirmed that the wound is consistent.

Mermaid, it's been my pleasure and honor to explore in your presence.