Tuesday, September 25, 2012

When I Was Eight



When I Was Eight

Bundles of lightning
bring on
bolts of thunder.
I remember.

The sounds shook
over an ash horizon,
trapped me
trembling
in damp corners,
as a storm climbed
the husk of sky.
I remember.

A lifetime;
still the scars
and bright memory of gold
remain.

The poem is written in response to The Sunday Whirl poetry prompt.  In Wordle # 75, we are asked to write a poem using these words:  bolts, ash, corners, damp, climbed, shook, trapped, remain, bundles, storm, bring, husk.   If you’d like to read what others have written, click here for a link.  Text in colour red will take you to another website with additional information, if you click on it.  Photo was taken by my sister and brother-in-law.  Words are copyright ©Carol Steel.

16 comments:

brenda w said...

Beautiful work, Carol. I love the ending...the scars and the bright memory of gold... Age and experience explore that young angst. Well done.

Carol Steel 5050 said...

Thanks Brenda,
I enjoyed the choice of wordle words this week. And they instantly called out this memory.

Janet Martin said...

Beautiful! Love the imagery.

Carol Steel 5050 said...

Thank you Janet. I appreciate your comment.

annell said...

Beautiful image and I love your piece!

Anonymous said...

marvelous ! xoxo wendy

Carol Steel 5050 said...

Thanks Annell,
It's always good to get feedback. I'm happy you loved it.

Carol Steel 5050 said...

Thanks Wendy. I always love to hear from you.

Daydreamertoo said...

That's a really lovely sky!
Your words have done it justice too. I love 'the storm climbed the husk of sky'
The sounds shaking over an ash horizon is very vivid too.
Lovely poem :)

Carol Steel 5050 said...

Hello Daydreamertoo,

The lovely photo was taken by my sister and brother-in-law on a recent vacation they took to PEI. Thanks for feedback on the images in my poem. I tried to use the words given, in different from their usual ways.

Jules said...

I just read something the other day about Pompeii - and this peace reminds me of that. Nice write.

I'm here:
http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com/2012/09/sunday-whirl-75-nuts-and-bolts.html

Tumblewords: said...

A wonderfully colorful piece - memories well told.

Carol Steel 5050 said...

Thanks Jules. I hadn't thought of Pompeii at all when I was writing but now I can see that in the poem too.

Carol Steel 5050 said...

Thank you Tumblewords for your comment. I enjoyed your contribution to Wordle 75 as well.
It was powerful.

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Wonderfully told Carol - well done.

Anna :o]

Carol Steel 5050 said...

Thanks Anna. I really enjoyed your poem from the same Wordle prompt. Loved the way you handled the images of falling, flying, floating.