Friday, June 10, 2005
Thor's sentinels, the thunderheads
Flash warnings as we hurry by,
And glower in the twilight sky:
We should be home and in our beds.
Above the darkness and the rain,
Brute sky-lords rule their grand domain
Beneath the vault of indigo.
Don't fly too close! Dark beetled scowls
From towering gods of mist and fire
Warn travellers to avoid their ire
With giant sparks and thunder-growls.
And then descending through the haze
The welcome lights below shine through
And beckon to our rendezvous,
Now safe aground, while skies yet blaze.
© 2005 Jeffrey Hull
Betty Z. Jones RNC