Storm, by Lee Rice

Storm

Under the broken walnut tree

I weave a tale, to share

A rainbow falls from storm clouds

Beautiful colours everywhere

Moving fast, then moving slow

Then moving not at all

Rumbles fall to silence

There engines start to stall

The distant light that rests behind

Reflecting brilliance....

Waters find

Until the hours come, and soon dissolve

When it seemed that all had past

The breath has turned

You long to last

Lifting leaves, dance gently as you leave

Lee Rice

(2012)

I was actually watching a storm when I wrote this.

Summers Light Curious eyes or butterflies Won’t rest or fly away Moments caught in picture stills What would they have to say?

Land This feels like a dream At last I am awake Watching the clouds And all the patterns that they mak…

Stutter All the passing moments They are never coming back I’ve known a solid surface Before the land around me cracked

Fire We sit around you every night You keep us warm, you burn so brig… And in a while you penetrate And all we have to do is wait

Water I was born in a spring On the side of the mountain I bubbled and gurgled Bringing light to a fountain

Round Here I’m full of doubt I’m not sure where to go You must get out The darkness in my soul

For Free Rugged shaded edges Carved for centuries A thousand arms all reaching out And we know them as trees

Wishing Well Where are you going? Hidden underneath your pen? If patience is a virtue Take your time and count to ten

One of Us Troubled by your presence Troubled my myself What is it you should put first? Well its supposed to be your healt…