Far Over The City
Far over the city I saw the lightning bolt flashing,
instantaneous energy that remains on the inner eye
before the branching of it was suddenly withering
where it disappeared from the dark night sky
and after that thunderclap silence reigned
in the deserted streets, as if everything living was lost
as if the storm had it’s forming resigned
until another blazing bolt was tossed.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Rus' You Are But A Kiss In The Frost
Rus', you are but a kiss in the frost!
The midnight roads are blueing.
Lips joined in a blue lightning bolt,
Clasped, he and she are blueing.
Sometimes at night lightning would spark
From the caress of two mouths.
And a bluing, languished lightning bolt
Would swiftly outline two coats.
And the night would shine intelligent and dark.
poem by Velimir Khlebnikov
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a Thunderstorm claps outside
There’s a thunder storm that claps outside
and lightning bolt after lightning bolt flashes past
and the first big drops fall
slamming on the roof
and there are cats and dogs
that finds shelter
and cosiness inside,
but it’s far better
to sit right against you
and to get a portion
of your own
spinach and feta quiche
poem by Gert Strydom
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Crack The Sky
the thunder outside
echoing across this land,
a voice of reason across insane minds
and stable hearts
the lightning crack
that tears the sky,
as if thousands of screaming voices
lamenting their tormentations in hell,
they split the sky
a crack a bolt a jolt
of thunderous lightning
Zap to the soul what youth has lost
and rewrite our chemistry
filling the blood with seeping hot plasma,
oh lightning you crack the sky
and bring about the new
it's raining, it's raining,
oh it's raining
and the lightning splits the sky
a crack a bolt a jolt
of thunderous applause,
as the kingdoms of man go out of style
and the retrocity of our species
begins a new,
it's raining, it's raining,
oh it is raining,
and the lightning cracks the sky
so that one day we will know to fly.
poem by David Thomas
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Usain Bolt, like a thunder bolt
Dashed and darted to his final halt
With all the might combined
Pushing his opponents behind
Making the world wonder if Bolt, a man or a colt
quote by by Valsa George
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Bellville
I stand on the dark balcony
while the almost endless rain
sieves down continually
and the streets of Bellville below me shines
where lights gleam everywhere, with cars
that continually drives up and down
and I wonder
how a lightning bolt that decent over the city
would look like
if it would also branch out
like in the Transvaal of my childhood day
before it touches down blue-white
but I only see rain, concrete and glass.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Lightning Bolt
Lightning has a property to complicate
The ground as it smacked the air with its tail.
The tail of a dragon has arrived and each eye is seen
By the people far below.
You have a reason for this guile
You lightning bolt!
Lightning cracks after a tennis match
Or else it flakes from space and enters the race.
You see bolts of energy where you go,
And nothing to keep us alive.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Out Of The Depths
Lost! Lost! Lost!
The cry went up from a sea --
The waves were wild with an awful wrath,
Not a light shone down on the lone ship's path;
The clouds hung low:
Lost! Lost! Lost!
Rose wild from the hearts of the tempest-tossed.
Lost! Lost! Lost!
The cry floated over the waves --
Far over the pitiless waves;
It smote on the dark and it rended the clouds;
The billows below them were weaving white shrouds
Out of the foam of the surge,
And the wind-voices chanted a dirge:
Lost! Lost! Lost!
Wailed wilder the lips of the tempest-tossed.
Lost! Lost! Lost!
Not the sign of a hope was nigh,
In the sea, in the air, or the sky;
And the lifted faces were wan and white,
There was nothing without them but storm and night
And nothing within but fear.
But far to a Father's ear:
Lost! Lost! Lost!
Floated the wail of the tempest-tossed.
Lost! Lost! Lost!
Out of the depths of the sea --
Out of the night and the sea;
And the waves and the winds of the storm were hushed,
And the sky with the gleams of the stars was flushed.
Saved! Saved! Saved!
And a calm and a joyous cry
Floated up through the starry sky,
In the dark -- in the storm -- 'Our Father' is nigh.
poem by Abram Joseph Ryan
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Axis
I feel you around my conduit
giving warmth, in passion tightening
until the charge flows between us
like a bolt of lightning truly uniting
and you scream in ecstasy
holding onto me, with nails ripping
into my back
and I see the raw power of passion
flaming in your golden eyes
like two suns in a hydrogen reaction
and feel you tighten and shiver
filled with new energy
which makes your whole body glow
and I am in your centre axis
coupling exerting energy, giving life
and for a moment it’s a divine connection
blazing us together, making you mine.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Eye Of The Storm
In the
distance
clouds were
gathering
moisture
howling
winds
were
approaching
sweeping
across
the
horizons
a bolt of
lightening
flashed
before
my eyes
lighting
up the
night
skies
thunder
roared
crashing
around
me
awakening
my senses
suddenly
it began
to rain
a downpour
flooding
the
streets
falling
like
tear drops
watering
the earth
once more
I was caught
in the eye
of the
storm.
poem by Heather Burns
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Supplication
Well, dizzy aint the word for the way that youre making me feel now
Well, I need some indication, girl, if all of this is real now, tell me girl now
Well, Ive heard it said theres something wrong in my head, now
Got to help me, girl, now
Could it be infatuation or am I just being misled now?
Little bolt of inspiration way you strike me now
Sparking my imagination, got the lightning now
Cause me such excitation, got the lightning now
bout to end my suffocation, come on strike me now
Little bolt of inspiration way you strike me now, shes back in my imagination
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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That Close To You
Like a bolt of lightning
Like a bolt of thunder
Like a cloudy day
Down at the zoo
Like a drowning man
That will never go under
That close to you
Yeah, that close to you
In the middle of the night
Youd ask me to make you smile
Youd come on like a one armed child
With a hole in its shoe
Poor you
Everybody oughtta know
It only hurts ya for a little while
So stop putting yourself on trial
For something you didnt do
Not you
To me
Cant we
Be
Just like
Lovers and mothers and brothers
And sorrow
Can I find a little something
With a nicer view
Im hating to plead
But Im begging to borrow
Just to be
That close to you
Yeah, that close to you
song performed by by John Prine
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Thunder Showers In Winter
Sometimes I wonder about the kind of chance
that in the winter here tonight
just before the daybreak
thunder bolt upon thunder bolt might dance
in their blind white glare
when rain suddenly begins to pour down
from a cloudless sky
while blue-white bolts of thunder do report.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The end came too suddenly
The end came too suddenly
and all the joy that bubbles from you
was suddenly dumb, like a thunderstorm
that emerges with sudden doom
with a lightning bolt that crackles down.
Like that you lay stretched out on the tar road,
like a flower of which the petals
are pressed flat
and the glassiness of your bright blue eyes
was without life, soulless and dead
and blood stained the tar red
and at times the you and I
still lives in me
as if your love
can never come to an end.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Man of the House
It was a misunderstanding.
I got into bed, made love
with the woman I found there,
called her honey, mowed the lawn,
had three children, painted
the house twice, fixed the furnace,
overcame an addiction to blue pills,
read Spinoza every night
without once meeting his God,
buried one child, ate my share
of Jell-o and meatloaf,
went away for nine hours a day
and came home hoarding my silence,
built a ferris wheel in my mind,
bolt by bolt, then it broke
just as it spun me to the top.
Turns out I live next door.
Jove's Opportunity
Thunder? Why, no. Some static, may have been
A far, faint rumble and a glimmering light.
This, and no more, John, have we heard and seen,
We watchers in the dark politic night.
Now we are waiting, John. With ear a-cock,
Expectant, and a little thrilled we are
To know that politicians still may stock,
These days, a weapon so spectacular.
Here is your chance. Arise! Unleash your might!
Send now, bolt after bolt, peal upon peal
While darting flashes stab the murky night
That Jovian thunder that he did not steal.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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The nut and the bolt
The bolt that is not fit with a nut
Is not to be construed as unfit
But to be viewed as one misfit.
The bolt must seek one fit to it
28.12.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Bodyshakin
Chorus:
You got my body shaking
Sends a shiver to my soul
I didnt get no warning
You got me shaking to the bone
I got my secret weapon
Im gonna get you all alone, yeah, yeah
So let your body lose control
I was the boy walking tough, king of the street
Believed in making my own destiny, yeah
Victim of love, I made a promise that Id never be
Another one of loves fatalities
Rule number one was running wild and always running free
Didnt need no luck, my guardian angel looking over me
You passed me by, I got the vibe, left me in disbelief
Arrow to my heart at hurricanes velocity
You pierced my emotional armor
Bolt of lightning couldnt hit me harder
Repeat chorus
Everybody say I aim too high, out of my league
I gotta step into reality, yeah
Different sides, different styles, certain tragedy
I got you in my sights, so please believe its harmony
You pierced my emotional armor
Bolt of lightning couldnt hit me harder
Repeat chorus
Rap:
This is simple as one, two, three
Weve been drawn together by a love-power energy
I wanna be your lover
I wanna be your friend
I wanna be your lifetime, not just your weekend
Check, check it out, check it out, check it, check it out
I wanna be home boy, aint no doubt
I wanna be your first choice, never let you down
Love, peace, Im out of here, brothers
You pierced my emotional armor
Bolt of lightning couldnt hit me harder
Repeat chorus to fade
song performed by by 911
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Like a lightning bolt
Like a lightning bolt
life thunders over me
I am bashed down
just when I think
that I am again on my feet again.
Time flies past much too fast
and the grey
sneaks into my dark brown hair
and between yesterday and now
I am slowly loosing courage
and like taking a track
I try to find the meaning
of my existence
and of life
but somewhere
I have lost the way
and over and over
I am lost in the backwoods
and sometimes when I see the stars
I am looking for a beacon
in the night above me,
but nowhere
I can find anything
as between now and remembering
the darkness
like a black blanket
wants to fold over me the whole time
but I keep on hoping
as if success and happiness
is just over the next hill,
but the journey is long
and my feet are sore
and it’s as if
I am walking alone through life.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Labyrinth
the uneven rhythm of silence
as night pulls the living into
its patchy blanket falls heavy
on the heart’s ears…
the sound of sound sleep
breathes heavier on the
jagged walls of the night
echoing on the abandoned skin
the abandoned echo fills
the precincts of the streets
the irregular rhythm throngs
the foot-paths of the night
once in a way a baton
proves its power
once in a way
blazing lights stop by…
in the dark silence
do they seek a brief respite
and shake off night’s embrace
to begin yet another day…
17mar2010
14.14hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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After the Storm
The storm is done--the lightning with its lust
To rend the unhallowed dome in ruin dire;
The purple heaps, from the rank chaos thrust
On sheets of fell and inauspicious fire;
The thunder bellowing loud on every bound;
The hissing bolt, so tossed as to complete
All permutations of Satanic sound;
The flood that opened heaven and ransomed it.
Benign now is that beatific blue.
The flame that fires the hill is now remote
From aught in evil. Clemency anew
--Crowns every leaf, and sings in every throat.
Shall, then, the rage of earth and heaven depart,
And not the rancour of the unsensing heart?
poem by William Baylebridge
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