A couple of weeks ago we had family visiting from Victoria, so we took them out for a lovely dinner on the waterfront in town. It was a perfect summer evening and a lovely evening. But the light show we glimpsed in the distance proved to be far more sinister than we imagined. Here’s my poem in response to that:
we revel in gentle breeze
across darkening water
at Mother Nature’s beauty.
lit by that same lightning
how a mother
can be so cruel.
(Poem copyright S. Murphy 2016)
And, to show the foerocity of what came from that lightning storm, here’s a little footage: