Delaware River at Red Bank Battlefield
Beneath the storm clouds
purple mist shrouds the horizon,
as cool winds blow away summer dreams
to rain into the ocean, vast and timeless
leaving a breath of perfume
~drifting in the air~
pink fish fly, and you wonder what if,
as you watch the sun with his dazzle-tongue
paint gold across a fresh blue canvas,
while diamonds sparkle on ruby-red petals,
ephemeral jewels—a smile remembered.
Another puente from the Magnetic Poetry Oracle. She knows about the storms here, of course. Every day the sky seems to go from grey to blue to grey again. We’ve been fortunate–all around us, people have lost power and faced flooded homes, roads, and business. Last night though, the storm got a bit scary with lots of thunder and lightning and a tornado warning.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
This is wonderful!! I think each verse stands well as a single poem too 😉
Thank you very much! 😀
You are most welcome!
Beautiful, Merril. Love the photos, too. I always love a good summer thunder storm, but I can do without the tornado warnings! Stay safe and enjoy your weekend!
Thanks, Jill. Last night the storms were scarier to me than the other day when we were having the tropical storm–lots of lightning, and yes, I can do without the tornado warnings, too!!
The poem is lovely, a smile remembered.
Reading out loud is always fun. This poem has a very attractive cadence.
Thank you so much! I truly appreciate that you took the time to read it aloud, and let me know!
You’re welcome!
Reading out loud makes a huge difference, to me.
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Now I know why we got the grey cloud formation late evening when no cloud was forecast at all—an echo of your storms 🙂
The Oracle loves metaphors using pink petals and diamonds. These are lovely!
Thank you so much!
The weather has been so unsettled–like the world, I guess. It was sunny, with a slight chance of scattered thunderstorms “later.” Then around 5 PM or so, the sky started getting darker, then I heard thunder, and the next thing, there was a “supercell” or something developing south of us–thunder, lightning, tornado warnings. . .
Wow! Your weather never does things by halves!
Yes, but sometimes it’s just showing off. 😏
Flash.
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I find scarlet hibiscus underneath our storm clouds. I love the reference to ephemeral loveliness in nature as “jewels.”
Thank you very much, Marian! Scarlet hibiscus is very pretty. I’m pleased you liked my word image.
Eek these storms scare me too. Your poem puts them in a frame and reminds me that they will pass.
Thank you so much, Claudia. That’s such a lovely comment/thought.
The weather is beyond changeable skies…we have had those storms too. Yesterday we lost power, but only for a bit. The Oracle loves color, and gave you some peaceful words to keep the storms at bay. (K)
Thanks so much, Kerfe. I’m glad your power loss was brief. The Oracle does love color.
Very pretty, Merril. We are missing our storms here. No monsoon yet!
Thank you, Luanne. I’d be happy to share some of ours. 😏
Funn–EEEEE. Haha, I bet you would. Stay safe!
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I particularly like the smell the storm left behind.
Thank you, Liz. I love that scent, too.
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Bejeweled is the first word that came to mind Merril thank you it’s lovely. Thanks to the O as well
Thanks so much, Susan!
A poem of two halves beautifully linked
Thank you very much, Derrick.
Your weather is like ours. In one day we have gone from sunshine, to storm clouds, to a sheet of rain falling, back to sunshin… nuts.
I agree with everyone, this puente is perfect.
It’s been crazy! The day we had the scary storms and tornado warning there was only a slight chance of thunderstorms. . .
Thank you very much!
They just.cant seem to call the weather this summer!!
I guess it’s as unsettled as everything else.
Probably!