Cyclone Bianca

[Delta40]

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Bianca
your pitter patter approach
sizzles on my verandah
as if at first, you don't exist.

The grass is not convinced
by your dampness that you are coming.

Life remains underground
while suffocating drops of sweat
make no difference
to this dust cracked body.

You flash your sign across the horizon
and rumble tempestuous
throes of passion.

Bianca.
You ruffle the chickens feathers
as they cluck their displeasure
at being tossed across the pen
like tumbleweeds.

Whirlwind through me if you must
Clip me with your squally wind
that I might feel
the coolest spot
of your tropical heat

As you travel south,
your rainbow arch
reminds me of your continued love.

[everyadventure]

I love the imagery of chickens being tossed across the yard like tumbleweeds. I can feel the electricity of the coming storm... nicely done!

[Jerrybaldy]

Imminence. Go on admit. You are excited.
well caught Delta
Jerry ( In a gentle english breeze) :D x

[Delta40]

Thanks. It feels surreal atm.

[hillwalker]

Great build-up to the storm, and you convey well the adrenaline spike of its imminent passage.

H

[PrinceMyshkin]

I did feel as if I were caught in a cyclone throughout much of this - all the more reason to feel somewhat anti-climactic at the end. I wondered how what I had read before could suddenly be revealed as "love?"

[Delta40]

I don't know. After the thunderstorm yesterday, the sky was yellow with a beautiful rainbow, as if she had given us a goodbye kiss.

[aliengirl]

I admit I've never read such an accurate description of a cyclone before... and that too in a poem. How beautifully you have summed up the feeling just before the storm is about to break-
"Life remains underground
while suffocating drops of sweat
make no difference
to this dust cracked body."

Cyclone season is months away but I already feel the pleasant cool after-storm air.