by Carmela Correale
(Australia)
This is a Poem that I wrote in the nineties. I did not realize then, but it was about my experiences. I have no experience at writing at all. The words just came out of the blue.
It depicts my feelings with nature, perhaps because I used to work the market gardens for my parents.
STORMY WEATHER
Rolls of thunder -echoed out her name
Nettles paved her floors
Her every being shook so violently
Within the quaking walls
The unpredicted season's rains had early come to call
She raised her hand--to shut away the lightnings blaze
But it flashed and slashed - and dashed her
Right down to the floor
The unpredicted weather changes were all, so well predicted
So many years before
But the weatherman had promised
That good years ahead did lay in store
As thoughts flood in --fire and water make a deadly pair
She snatched a breath-- and clasped her breast
And gasped a shattered prayer
Where is my God, Where is my God, To save me from dispair