<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426192" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Triple Despair - Response to Beth St. Clair Summer Storm</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Despair is rarely Nature's wherewithal, <br>Enchantment men may glean from verdant scene<br>Seems out of court as Time's balls fall between<br>Perpetual service netting all in all.<br>Air rushes, crushes, hushes, leaves tall small<br>Descends upon the many might-have-been<br>Expectant offshoots, offspring, wailing keen<br>Sideshow of evolution's churning call.<br>Palm snaps in gale, frail fails once mighty oak, <br>As topsy-turvy turn pride's landmarks lost<br>In seconds with no time to count the cost, <br>Refused appeal when court's caught stony broke.<br>Despite storm tempest life still finds its way<br>Advances Into Realms for future play.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Summer Storm<br>Oh, night descends and darkness fills the sky, <br>the north wind blows a cheerless, haunting dirge, <br>and all is cold and harsh upon the eye, <br>until the sky and landscape seem to merge.<br>A melancholy storm is rolling in, <br>beneath this heavy sky of sombre hue, <br>where thunder speaks in an unearthly din<br>and clouds obscure the moonlight from our view.<br>The wind is rushing through the distant trees, <br>a language that is cumbersome and sad, <br>it whispers dark and hunted in the leas, <br>as if the trees were growing strangely mad.<br>A madness that crescendos in the air, <br>as nature shows her strength and her despair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(14 July 2009)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426192" data-title="Triple Despair - Response to Beth St. Clair Summer Storm de Jonathan Robin" data-description="Despair is rarely Nature's wherewithal, Enchantment men may glean from verdant scene Seems out of court as Time's balls fall between Perpetual service netting all in all. Air rushes, crushes, hushes, leaves tall small Descends upon the many might..."></div> </div> </div>

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