5d

Waiting for the storm
to lower its head and charge

In ozone incense of unstable air
Eons of ions ago
horned and heavy negatives
lock prey within vortical-eye
Angelic flutter of electrons struggling on--
in yellowish friction above...

“...Did I tell you?”

Love is lightning hotter than the sun!

Schism--

resolving in the only way it can
a design that cannot save itself!

Clouds roar away--
For a minute-- I think that I will too
-- along with all these words and rain

“...and did I tell you...

how thunderstorms remind me
...of love...the way it should be

and the worship after?”

Published in the April 2017 edition of SWITCH magazine
Liz Balise
Written by
Liz Balise  Scranton, PA
(Scranton, PA)   
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