I’m not a poet in the sense I know what I’m doing, and I don’t often attempt to write in any certain form or structure. That said, the prompt, Form For All: Clarian Sonnets, offered up by Samuel Peralta this afternoon intrigued me enough to give it a whirl. I’m hoping what I’ve done is create a Clarion Sonnet!
Then Quickly Gone
Distant clouds mumble on a day yet to dawn
Dark as night and the sun seems forever gone
Flash of light then a snarling angry sound
Storm marches ‘cross the hills and shakes the ground
Wind howls as a lightning flash lights my face
Sunlight peeks then deep darkness in its place
Giant storm upon us, sputtering huge drops fall
Lightning ripping clouds, answers thunder’s call
On it rages, thrashing all in its path
Daring tree or man to withstand its wrath
Then quickly gone, leaving soft gentle rain
As sun chases giant t’ward northern plain
Drops glitter on grass stroked by sighing wind
From the north, storm snarls, I’ll soon come again
Copyright © 2011 C. Mashburn
Laurie Kolp said
This is a beautiful, descriptive clarian sonnet, Charles… great work. Send some of that rain my way, could you?
charlesmashburn said
Thank you, Laurie! I appreciate the comment/compliment very much!
brian miller said
drops glitter on grass…great visual that…i really love to watch the awesome power of a storm….really nice description man….
charlesmashburn said
Yes, me too. I’ve always loved to watch storms!
Thanks for the visit and comment, Brian!
all time oldes said
I particularly like the last three lines …lovely sonnet. Pam
charlesmashburn said
Thank you very much, Pam!
And I hope you enjoy my blog!
tashtoo said
Well! This was just excellent! Charles…you do so have a way with words! Brian commented already on my favorite line, and I’m sitting here smelling the sizzle of electricity in the air.
charlesmashburn said
Thank you for the awesome comment, Tash!
You get the “Made My Day” button for this wonderful Thursday!
Sherry Mashburn said
great poem, Charlie!
charlesmashburn said
Thank you, sweetness!
leahJlynn said
I love any poem where it eludes to light chasing away dark and little glitter in form a refreshing rain drops. 🙂
charlesmashburn said
Well then, this one is for you!
Thanks for the visit and great comment!
Heaven (@asweetlust) said
I like the capture of the storm and rain in your poem. As to writing to the form, it just takes practice and more practice. Happy day to you ~
charlesmashburn said
Practice! I don’t do practice! 🙂
Thanks for the visit and nice comment, Heaven!
Shawna said
We both got stormy with our poems. 🙂 The final couplet is my favorite:
“Drops glitter on grass stroked by sighing wind
From the north, storm snarls, I’ll soon come again”
charlesmashburn said
I’m so glad you liked it, Shawna. Storms are always a good subject!
Shawna said
I agree!
hedgewitch said
I like this Charles, especially the middle couplets–that lightning ripping clouds part. I’m thankful we’ve missed most of that so far this year here, and just gotten the rain that makes things grow. I knew you’d be a natural with this form.
charlesmashburn said
We’ve actually missed that part his year, too. The story was from another day. We’ve had lots of good rain with very little stormy stuff this year. Starting to dry out now though.
I’m glad you liked the poem, and I appreciate the visit and comment!
elizena said
Loved it!! Okay, so I acted this out as I was reading it and my little brother happened to see me do this and just shook his head and said to his wife, “I told you she was nuts honey!” LOL!!
I envisioned the thunder and lightening snarling like an angry giant doberman or a vicious lion on a rampage across the land. It’s teeth the lightening, it’s roar the thunder. This storm was a live entity screaming at us and forcing us to run and hide until it’s fury was passed. This poem was so vivid that I could actually feel the rain hitting my skin and feel the cold, wet blast of air as it almost knocked me to the ground.
You are so good Charles!! Ahh yeah, I definitely liked this. Be blessed.
charlesmashburn said
Sounds like you really got into this one, Elizena!
I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Maybe you need to charge admission for your performances!
Semaphore / Samuel Peralta said
I like Clarian sonnets because I find them much less restrictive than the other sonnet forms (except maybe for blank verse sonnets). You definitely found the meter and rhyme right, and that’s all that it takes for a Clarian sonnet, really. But besides this, you chose quite a good subject to treat – a thunderstorm – and the beauty is that the subject is naturalistic, as John Clare’s sonnets usually were, and that makes it – so to speak – worthy.
charlesmashburn said
I think it was the example you gave that sent me toward weather as a subject. I’m so glad you find it fitting, and I appreciate your kind appraisal.
ManicDdaily said
Wonderful job with form, Charles, and storm! K.
charlesmashburn said
Thanks, K!
I like this form. I can see how many of my rhyming poems could easily be altered to fit it, since I usually rhyme the 2nd and 4th lines; just make two lines out of the four and find the beat. Ha!
Thanks for the visit and comment!
claudia said
ha…love me a decent storm…and even better when the sun is shining afterwards and the air soft and clean…very nice rob
charlesmashburn said
Thanks for the visit and comment, Claudia! I like storms, too!
claudia said
did i say rob….? ha…it’s way too early for me..sorry charles..
charlesmashburn said
No problem! I do it myself; way too often!
pandamoniumcat said
Beautiful description of a storm, I love the pictue of the rain soaked grass. Quite beautiful indeed!
charlesmashburn said
Thank you, Dianne! I ran out and took the picture after I wrote the poem. It didn’t really storm here yesterday–I used a storm from another day–and I just turned the sprinkler on for a minute to get the grass wet. Ain’t I creative?!?!
pandamoniumcat said
Oh yes indeedy!!! 🙂
charlesmashburn said
hahaha 🙂
David King said
Distant clouds mumble on a day yet to dawn
Dark as night and the sun seems forever gone
Flash of light then a snarling angry sound
This sets the scene so well. The apprehension is almost tangible.
charlesmashburn said
The morning thunderstorms here in Texas are just like that, Dave. Sometimes the thunder makes some eerie sounds!
Thanks for the great comment!
poemsofhateandhope said
what an awesome description and poetic tribute to the storm. This was really really strong…execllent form, excellent descriptions…..i love storms, ive been to texas and experienced a few- they’re a TINY bit bigger than the ones we have in the UK ha ha- sounds weird- but id love to see a twister….great job though charles this is seriously good
charlesmashburn said
I’ve only seen one tornado, and I was really young. It waas on the other side of the river from where I waas picking wild plums with my aunt. She wasn’t even afraid, which causes me to wonder if it really happened, or perhaps I dreamed it.
Thanks for the visit and comment, Stu. I appreciate it!
hobgoblin2011 said
Really nice job. Love the imagery here. That last line I love the way North Storm Snarls sounds, very cool. Thanks
charlesmashburn said
Thanks a bunch! I appreciate the visit and kind words!
vivinfrance said
I could ‘t feel the metre, but loved the poem anyway for its strong description.
charlesmashburn said
Thank you, Viv! I appreciate the comment/critique!
New View From Here said
Great work! Now I’m about to catch up on your other posts!
charlesmashburn said
All righty then!
Glad you enjoyed this one, and be waiting to hear what you think of the rest!
Lydia said
So descriptive of the storms I recall as a kid. They may be frightful, but they are also delightful.
charlesmashburn said
I agree, Lydia. Storms have always fascinated me.
Thanks for the visit and comment!
Rosemary Nissen-Wade said
I think it’s perfect!
charlesmashburn said
Thank you very much, Rosemary!
What an awesome comment!
Beth Winter said
Thunderstorms are so inspiring and you ran with that inspiration. Bravo!
charlesmashburn said
Thank you, Beth! I appreciate the cheer!