Saturday, April 13, 2019

Poetry: Storm Coming

Bluest blue,
Belies the timpani of thunder that warns,
Storm coming.
Trilling crescendo of avian flautists sounds,
As feathered soloists shelter in trees.
Couplet notes of dragonflies,
Scurrying, scrabbling snare drums of gray squirrels warn,
Storm coming.
Rat-a-tat percussion of cascading droplets
Bless my skin, kiss my hair, soften my dress.
Wet blades of grass waltz and conduct in elemental time,
Primal heartbeat metronomes,
Washing my bare toes with their grace.
Every windgust turns a new page in it’s airborne aria and
Warns,
Storm coming,
Storm cleansing,
Storm inspiring,
Storm renewing.
As it always will.

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Annette Pisano-Higley is a Registered Nurse living in both Albany and Florida. She is a published song-lyricist and published a book of her original Adirondack poetry, with photography by her husband Walter Higley, Adirondack Echoes, available on Amazon.com. Annette’s book was inspired by their idyllic summers at the beloved family Camp on Limekiln Lake, Inlet, in the beautiful Adirondacks. Her second book, Kaleidoscope, is an eclectic collection of original poetry as inspired by the ever-changing colors and directions of life.


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