Last night, I heard the silence,
It tried hiding in the storm;
Thundering through the valleys,
A terrible beauty –
Was been born.
The lighting scarred, the starlit sky;
As it passed on overhead,
Followed by torrent feet-
The music of the belting rain-
Like a million dancing dead.
© (Löst Viking) (August 13th 2015) John Anthony Fingleton
A very stark and well honed piece.
Thank you Louis
Lovely poem so well crafted John, love it.
Pramila, thank you….coming from a wonderful and gift poet as you…I feel honoured.
Lovely poem.:)
fathima thank you.