crackles on the radio
my heart skips a beat
against black-cushion ring box
heaven’s diamond fling
zig-zags prelude bass
rumbles decay to stutters
stillness patters rain
chamber music percussion
bringing storm inside
on the stately notes
flute, cello and violin
static charges crash
the rain sings snappy
wild snare drum solo tattoo
gurgle gutter song
radio goes dead
blinding flash, deafening crack
plunges into black
my hands grope candles
matches, lighter, a flashlight
circles of warmth here
heart of storm weakens
lightning flashes, thunder waits
not so keen to pounce
skips making response
to lightning’s flick on curtains
dark wins back the night
a break in the rain
only the dripping downspouts
even sighing winds
beat a safe retreat
far-off rumbles in the black
distant lightning sheet
© 2012 by Violet Nesdoly
I call this an extended haiku but perhaps it isn’t one by an official definition (which I couldn’t find). Anyway, what’s happening here is that each word in the original haiku becomes the beginning word in successive haiku. It’s a fun challenge.
This poem is submitted to Poetry Friday, hosted this week by Paper Tigers.
9 thoughts on “Lightning”
I love it, having just gone through a big storm a few nights ago, although we didn’t lose the electricity. These words: wild snare drum solo tattoo
gurgle gutter song/ such tapping rhythm! I am impressed with the challenge of the ‘extended’ haiku. It worked beautifully.
Thank you, Linda! The extended aspect seemed daunting at first, but amazingly it came together–sort of. (Hope you don’t get any real lightning these days, with the forest fire threats and all.)
We just had a big storm last night and you captured many of those sounds, images, and feelings. What an interesting challenge to do an extended haiku! I like the progression and the retreat at the end :).
What an amazing form! I’ll have to try it!
You captured Friday’s storm perfectly, too. We are still without power.
Enjoyed so much…the style and the storm!
Thank you, Jama, Mary Lee and Janet! The downside of summer storms is definitely the being without power part. We don’t get many here (on Canada’s south-west coast). But I sure remember them from my childhood on the prairies. I loved lightning storms, and feared them a little too.
Wow! I am there with you. I love this extended haiku. I also love the word choice and how words repeat.
Good day! Do you use Twitter? I’d like to follow you if that would be okay. I’m absolutely enjoying your blog and look forward to new
Thank you. Yes, Variation, I’m on Twitter. My handle is: @vnesdoly