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Updated on March 7, 2012

By: Wayne Brown

Do you see it? There! Off in the distance to the west

The flashes of light illuminating the sky at its behest

Dancing in, out, and between the billowing dark clouds

Shouting out its anger with thunderous voices loud


It’s coming closer; coming on a path this way

It will be here soon bringing its dance upon the day

Bright illuminated streaks fracture the sky before our eyes

Hiding in the clouds making them glow as if disguised


The blazing fury of it all as if ruled by God’s very hand

The way it dances in broken streaks between the clouds and land

Did God send it as a message much like the rainbow after the rain?

Could it be the wrath of God etched forth in a stormy proclaim?


God only knows and he’s not sayin’; at least not right now any way

Maybe the power of it all will be explained in full some day

For now it is a mystery which never fails to gain our attention

For now it strikes a fear in all of us far too deep to mention


With it comes the rain and the echoed thunder of the storm

With it comes the hail where cold air meets the warm

Coming on so fast riding the windy storm and its clout

Signaling the wrath of its power as its thunder echoes shout


Etching message of strength across the darkened puffy presence

Entertaining our eyes with it random strokes of heavenly luminesce

Painting the heavens with a show unmatched by earthly mankind

Showering the sky with each powerful stroke of it electrified lines


Closer it comes pushing the smell of rain riding upon the stormy gusts

Signaling, signaling, to all around; pay attention for you must

Heed the power of the storm as the clouds battle upon sky and earth

Heed the moment of its presence; heed the instant of its birth


The ground trembles at the announcement of its arrival

Men scurry for shelter seeking safety and survival


The storms dance about and fight with electrified blades

Thunder makes the heavens tremble; the gods never bored

A flash of light; an explosion so loud right in our face

A tree splits in the fury and falls; lightning’s bold erase


Then quiet befalls the surroundings as the storms rumble past

And marches off across the prairie seemingly forever to last

The sounds and the fury diminishes as the storms slowly march

Peace and calm return once again and the rainbow cast its arch


©Copyright WBrown2011. All Rights Reserved.


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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @QudsiaP1...Thank glad you enjoyed this one. WB

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      QudsiaP1 6 years ago

      Wonderful, absolutely wonderful.

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @tipoague...I was a sucker for the rain on the tin roof...still love that sound today when I can find it! WB

      @Movie Master...Thank you for those wonderful words of encouragement. So glad you liked it! WB

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      Movie Master 6 years ago from United Kingdom

      Your poem is beautiful and as dramatic as the lightening storm, awesome and voting that way, many thanks for sharing.

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      Tammy 6 years ago from USA

      I love it! A lightning storm is such a beautiful thing to watch. (As long as there is no tornado to follow)I use to love to sit on my grandma's front porch and watch the fireworks of lightning in the sky. Beautiful, beautiful poem...thanks!!

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @saddlerider1...When I lived out in west Texas, there were few things so beautiful as a distant lightning storm marching across the prairie. We loved it at a "respectful distance". Thanks Ken. WB

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      saddlerider1 6 years ago

      I have seen and been witness to the force of mother nature in most of her forms. Lightning on the Canadian Prairies is a beautiful yet respectful sight to behold.

      I have driven 18wheeler through every weather condition, nothing is more fearful than lightning storms, hurricanes and tornadoes. This was excellent Wayne, it sent shivers down my spine in remembrance and respect. Great hub.

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @dallas93444...the thought did cross my mind as I wrote this one. Thanks much! WB

      @breakfastpop...Thanks much Poppy...the lightning was a bit more difficult for me to capture than other aspects of the storm. WB

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      breakfastpop 6 years ago

      Anticipating the arrival of a storm is amazing. Watching the sky darken and the thunder roll in is a tribute to nature. Wonderful imagery and writing. Up beautiful and awesome.

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      Dallas W Thompson 6 years ago from Bakersfield, CA

      Almost as good as "white lightening!" Great article. Flag up!

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @Truckstop Sally...You are almost reading my mind. I have a hub coming up that will remind you of your comments here when you read it...may post today. Thanks for those good words! WB

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      Truckstop Sally 6 years ago

      Wayne! Your descriptions of Mother Nature are truly breathtaking! This one - even electrifying. Ha! You know how in sports there is a "color" guy to give extra info, humor, analysis . . . You should be doing that on a national weather broadcast! Weather would never be boring with you!

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @Becky...Our Shih Tsu, Callie, is the same way now. She was fine for the first two years of life then she suddenly became very sensitive to it. Our Yorkie, "Cash Money", could care less for the most part. Still, we are afraid he will develop it as he ages. He is six months younger than Callie. What a deal! Thanks for the good words. WB

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      Becky 6 years ago

      You described it perfectly. Lightning is so awesome to watch. I sit and watch throughout the storm while holding my dog. He is too big to be a lapdog but tries during the storms because he is so afraid of the thunder. My son won't be outside because when he broke his leg in three places, they put steel rods in his leg. When the lightning strikes, he feels it run up his leg. It is not a comfortable feeling.

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @SilverGenes...This one was more difficult than that I have tackled mainly because "lightning" is so elusive and has so, so, faces and stages. Glad to hear that I brought some credibility to it with this one. WB

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      SilverGenes 6 years ago

      Lightning is amazing! I love how you treated the storm passing from one part of the sky to the other - that is a prairie thing and makes living there worthwhile! I really enjoyed this :)

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @leroy64...Thank you so much, Leroy...glad that I could bring back some memories with it. WB

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      Brian L. Powell 6 years ago from Dallas, Texas (Oak Cliff)

      This poem reminds me of my grandfather. He liked to drive around in thunderstorms because of the lightning. Now that I think about it, my entire family would crowd around the living room window during lightning storms, except for mom. This poem wss awesome.

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @cavallo...Thank you, so glad I could paint it for you. WB

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      cavallo 6 years ago from Newmarket,UK

      Thanks Wayne. A picture not to be forgotten

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @Binaya.Ghimire...Being near storm and experiencing the furiousity is similar to standing by the giant ocean and sensing all its strength. We are drawn to both in that respect. WE

      @WhatBigJohnThinks...Thanks much, John. Lightning is a tough one to capture because it does not linger for study! LOL! WB

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      WhatBigJohnThinks 6 years ago

      To witness a storm's furry is to watch God's magic firsthand. You have mastered the electric phenomenon that is lighting in your words. Great writing. Bravo!

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      Binaya.Ghimire 6 years ago

      Wonderfully written. Reminds me of the time when I used to sleep on the terrace just to watch the storm and the lightening.