That Dark, Inconsolable Sky
I walked through the fields that were rutted and ploughed
As the lightning did flash and the thunder roared loud,
While nearer and nearer the storm gathered force
Unmoving, unerring it followed its course,
Soon overhead the rain started to fall
As the puddles were forming I heard the owl call,
Its screech pierced the air and that harsh deathly cry
Did ring through that dark, inconsolable sky.
Yet I carried on with my heart filled with fear
Whilst hoping and praying the storm clouds would clear,
With nowhere to shelter from harsh driving rain
That would not relent and did yield so much pain,
The wind played a tune as it wailed and did moan
Through the talons of branches that creaked and did groan,
Still the tears of the evening reluctant to dry
As they fell from that dark, inconsolable sky.
I longed for the moonlight to break through the cloud
Still the lightning did flash and the thunder roared loud,
I was lost and alone and I cared not to stay
Yet abandoned was I for I knew not the way,
Through heath land and heather I crossed over fell
So cold and so hungry with nowhere to dwell,
I slumped to the ground and I started to cry
As I looked to that dark, inconsolable sky.
Awesome poem! So atmospheric and rich with imagery.
Wow. Impressive imagery so beautifully painting the scene, drawing the reader into something so much deeper. Excellent rendering and depiction! I love it! Superb.
Andrew I love this one, it is smooth to read and really beautiful too. As always I love your work, I wish I had your brain also.!!!!!!!!
Now I understand why Karin had to Bookmark it.An amazing piece of poetry that speaks of every dejected heart that we all secretly carry deep down inside..Wonderful work.
Mood giving words of melancholy and fear, lots of wet, raining tears, a sad walk on and unwelcoming night. Brilliant description as usual Andrew
most descriptive. reminded me of my youthful days tramping on cheviot
Andrew, I am amazed by imagery this poem brings out, and the flow suits the gloomy atmosphere so well. Unique write.
Wow! I can sense the ominous, highly charged atmosphere...and your pace and rhythm bring home the vulnerability we can feel in the face of the power of a storm. Beautifully penned... superb
I agree with David. The driving rhythm really compliments the driving energy of the storm and the word 'inconsolable' personalizes the elements to increase the dynamic tension of the piece. Your poetic craftsmanship is superb, Andrew. Another triumph. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Wonderful Andrew I was carried through the jouney of this poem by the wonderful rhythm.
Andrew this is lovely, I so love the repeatable last line to each verse, your poems are an inspiration to me. Sorry I haven't been on for a while but have been on holiday and have had a bit of a doo dah with someone writing off my car. I'm okay apart from severe whiplash, very painful;!!!! Hope you are okay, it is lovely to hear from you again. How are the books going? Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
Vivid and full of imagery Andrew, one to bookmark as Karin says, xx
Amazing dark and vivid images Andrew and your rhythm always so wonderfully exact and as I struggle with iambic meter. The owl's screech and the talons and the tears reluctant to dry, did it for me! Bookmarked!!
amazing poem which makes the reader look up at the inconsolable sky with awe !fantastic work ,andrew!