Rain clouds hover in the night
veiling the crystal moon -
spraying steady showers
on the hills and plains below.
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Being a part of it through numerous lifetimes all such events affect us in more ways than we can explain it seem, and as I read this Robert I could feel the coded complex of emotions take hold. You pace and describe it perfectly, building the tension and threat gradually before draining it away in the end in poem time.. wonderful poem. jim
'Majestic' is the word that came to me as I read this. Great rivers have inspired the pens of poets time out of mind. Excellent write. As always, Sandra
Superbly paced poem - with its slow crescendo building to an explosive and terrifying climax followed by the soft resolution of the last couplet. Beautifully written too (like all of yours) - not a word out of place and some particularly noteworthy images. 'Spreading claws of water up its banks', 'Our screens chant a litany of nightmares: ' and: 'as the river relearns it banks.' You share your drama with great skill. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥