Away in the distance on a cold dreary night,

the horizon is lit by flickering lights.

Storm clouds as black as the darkest heart

and lightning tears the very air apart.


A grumbling mass of swirling bile,

the silence, the earth, the night to defile.

Like distant portents of desolate doom,

sorry shadows of a dusk, too soon.


The dull silhouette of the thunderheads mass

allowing no hint of sunlight to pass.

A force so unequalled in nature’s good grace,

rumbling and grumbling and gathering pace.


Startled birds are retreating on high,

away from the dark and threatening sky.

Livestock huddled beneath a stout tree

as fences deny their instinct to flee.


The first drops of rain as the vanguard appears,

a sign of the tumult growing ever so near.

A blinding flash and a rumble so loud,

heavens open, shedding tears on the ground.


The deluge arrives with a deafening roar

of whooshing water flooding over the floor.

Wind whipped trees waving to and fro,

bowing and scraping their branches in woe.


Bright flash of lightning, resonating boom

rattling its way through the devastating gloom

as rain turns to hail bouncing high off the ground,

crashing and clanging on roofs all around.


Barn doors rattle in percussive complaint

as the hail dents metal and dislodges paint.

Old cracked windows are threatening to break

and the shutters are creaking a sorry debate.


The hail starts to ease as the storm marches on,

its battle cries raging a warning to come

and as quick as it started, the hail disappears

leaving soft, gentle showers to wash away fears.


A break in the clouds lets the sun shine through

and a hint of the sky can be seen, clear and blue.

The shadows have shifted and the heat on the ground

raises whispers of steam floating lazily around.


Nature, The Master; servant of none,

mother of all beneath the shimmering sun.

From fresh sandy shores to the deep frozen wastes,

she’s a force that no other could hope to outpace.




Written by Darren Scanlon, September 2013

Revised 9th July 2015.

©2015 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.


19 Comments Add yours

  1. This really told a stormy story in a a poetic way, lovely.

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  2. alfgarnet says:

    Now that my friend was brilliant, love storms , and felt I was there enjoying every second of it , take care keep blogging

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    1. Thankyou very much, my friend. Glad you enjoyed it.

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  3. sevoiland says:

    I may have already said this, but Damn, you’re good.

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    1. Yes, you may have hinted something along those lines 😊 Thankyou my friend, your kind words and support mean the world to me. Keep Smiling 😊


  4. Imagery well done and I love storms and rain~ I have also wondered how images of lightening could be so clear on a pic. There has to be timing to it.

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    1. True, my friend. Its all in the timing and requires a lot of patience. Mind you these days you could video it and then take a screenshot of the best image. Still…looks stunning.


  5. Wonderfully descriptivism here Darren.. Thank you.. We have had a few stormy nights too a few weeks ago.. 🙂

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    1. Thanks Sue. We had a beauty here about a week ago. Never seen anything like it in all my 21yrs (+29yrs😉)

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      1. Likewise Darren… spectacular Lightning show! Electric!!! 🙂


  6. joylennick says:

    Another forceful poem from the wordsmith! (I nearly hid!) Joy

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    1. Ha haaa. When I’m reading it I can’t help but speed up as the storm is approaching and then slow down as it passes. Weird! Thanks Joy and Keep Smiling 😊


  7. gh0stpupp3t says:

    Darren that was awesome! 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thankyou very much, Ghost.


  8. noelleg44 says:

    Fabulous! You took me into the heart of the storm!

    Liked by 1 person

  9. Rellick says:

    Very nice, reads like a beating drum.

    Liked by 1 person

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