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Dark Valley

Post No. 835


Dark Valley


The sun shines brightly

On surrounding mountain tops

While down in the valley

Mist swirls patterns emerge

And darkness rules


Shards of pain pierce again

And again while lightning flashes

Thunder resounds from outcrops

As rocks parade their metallic

Makeup content as backdrops


To the display of higher power

Oh to rise high in the skies

Rest in the warmth of the Son

Away from the doom and gloom

And the worries of the world


©Denise G Allen, 06 July 2015 09:31


Approaching Storm


There’s a fine mist
kissed by the snow on my head
while brain fried, cotton-wool dyed
birds fly high in the sky;
they screech through the leaves,
crash into branches of trees
and winter’s dry twigs
break as they shake to the ground.
Darkness descends from above,
and the air quivers… lightning shivers…
the birds calm down, they make no sound,
waiting… waiting… for the thunder
to rupture, to fracture, the peace.


©Denise G Allen, 20 October 2013 11:59


The Powers of Darkness


The powers of darkness hold no sway,

Try as they may.

I walk in the Light and sin has no place,

Can’t show its face,

It’s forever erased.


I have no fear because You are here.

You walk with me, keep me company,

And shield me from the storm.

There is no harm can touch me now.

I’m out of reach of the devil’s hold

And, truth be told, forever safe

And sheltered from the cold.


©DGA 02 November 2011 08:31


Storm over the Savannah

A beautiful sky after a storm Pictures, Images and Photos

Storm over the Savannah

The sky was black and red.
Black clouds on the horizon
Were suddenly overhead,
And, as the thunder rumbled,
So the lions grumbled,
And the cracked earth trembled.
Lightning split the sky,
Simultaneous roars rent the air,
And the rain,
When it came,
Was like a waterfall from heaven.

©DGA 23.06.2011 13:27

For all of their roaring, growling, and ferociousness, lions are family animals and truly social in their own communities. They usually live in groups of 15 or more animals called prides. Prides can be as small as 3 or as big as 40 animals. In a pride, lions hunt prey, raise cubs, and defend their territory together.


The Storm

white-lightning Pictures, Images and Photos

The Storm

Clouds massed on the horizon,
Barely visible to the eye,
And suddenly the wind
Arrived out of nowhere,
Howling, lashing the trees,
Branches whipped the air,
Curtains blew, doors banged,
Then it was gone as fast as it came.

The clouds sucked the light
From the midday sun;
Stillness, darkness, quiet.
Suddenly lightning ripped
The dark sky apart
Like a Ming vase broken
Into countless little pieces
On a black tiled floor.

When the thunder crashed
The building vibrated
As compressed air shook
And the whole world waited
For the next act in the show.
Another lightning fork
Split the sky asunder
Chased by the snarl of thunder.

He sat in his room
Listening to the storm.
The staccato cr-a-a-ack
Of the lightening tearing the sky,
Random flashes
And thunder crashes
For a moment took him back
To his time in Iraq.


©DGA 17.10.2010