Monday, September 19, 2011

Tonight's Thoughts

I don't consider myself a poet,
I just write what comes into my head.
Choppy little sentences
Lazy with grammar
I wonder if I talk this way as well.
One sentence can take so long to construct
And a paragraph, hours,
But little words just put together
Give me just what I like
A little of this and a little of that.
Tonight though,
My thoughts are filled with things too big
To split up too little
And so I will leave them alone
Until tomorrow.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Thunder

It's one of those nights that the thunder is so loud and the lightening so bright and the rain is coming down so hard it is not easy to focus on anything else.  Part of me loves it, but I also have a constant shiver running down my spine that is spreading out to my limbs.  It will be okay when it is over, even though we went the whole summer without a storm.

As a child, I experienced very few thunder storms, but did not like them at all, wanting to sit up in bed and look out the window so that I could confirm the earth was not falling apart.  Then I went to Africa and experienced storms that left little question as to why people see weather as a sign from God.  If not from God, the only reason I understood in the Central African Republic is for someone who has had a curse put on them to be struck by lightening.

It's not hard to imagine all sorts of things on nights like these.  Tom just brought me a flashlight and should we lose lights, I can conjure up even more.  I think though, because I'm quite tired, that I will go now to bed and listen to the storm sounds and dream of childhood and Africa and being thankful that I am safe, happy and dry on this stormy night.