Thunder and Bombs
Skys lit up from unseen sources
strikes of energy cloud breaks
thunderous ground rocks echo
into wood frames,
dogs howl and cower.
What God drives such force
of invisible terror
mocking the cry of water buffalo
standing drenched
naked from the flash?
Dead fish bitch slap lily ponds
lit like high noon at midnight
bolts of anger weaved by man
compete in deathly delusion
with natural rain.
Tonight it pours on Clearlake
tears from clouds weary of lift
earth slam rolling thunder
into backyard porches
rain on Kabul.