July 25, 2005

The Summer Storm- a photopoem

Union Postions under a summer sky Pea Ridge National Military Park and Battlefield Pea Ridge Ar


A summer day, hot
aware of nothing
but humid heat,
insect hum...




In the distance comes
cold wind, pushing
down from Canada
against the Ozark hills



with the wind comes
a low and heavy sound
Like the Rebel Guns
of yesterday



The sound rolls down
into the beautiful valley
Thunder and lightning
shaking the stones






The contrary winds
Cold from the North
Hot from the South
Collide overhead




The Airel struggle
like thelong ago battle
creating conflict
with dangerous results




Cold Air Victorious
creates circling
vicious, cyclonic
winds of destruction




Clouds divide with
flashing light
opening the heavens
torrential rains



Above me I see
terror in motion
the rolling birth
of a tornado



As I run under cover
I look up to see
the monolith
pass over, dark and deep




The pounding rain drives
me inside, the clouds before it
The Storm, with its winds
is like a destrctive child





This SuperCell passed over at 4 pm saturday 7-23 drifted south about 20 miles and briefly touched down near Gravette AR. Scared me silly