Midnight Hours (Sedoka & Tanaka)

by Meena Krish   Jun 25, 2019



As silent wind sleeps
war drums beat from a distance
its rhythm grows steadily

Glints of silver crack
and mingles with loud thunder
arousing the wind goddess,

Her spirit awakes
feral joy blooms in her eye
she sings howling wind
and with untamed melody
beckons to her prince of rain,

Behind dark clouds the
illuminant moon shrivels
as beads scatter upon earth

Rain takes hold of wind
prince and goddess dance as one
during the midnight hours

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  • 2 months ago

    by Daniel

    There's a huge array of descriptive, lush language here. I found the writing extremely dreamlike, and seamless. Congratulations on your well deserved win. I think you were inspired here.

  • 2 months ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Your verses came alive for me. I adored the grace, intrigue and the mystique of the storm. There's a playfulness in this piece, a rhythm, and I just loved the idea of a wind goddess and a prince of rain. It really gave this poem spirit, as opposed to just being a nature poem, this felt like so much more. I felt an energy reading this!

    So awesome that this was formed as well. This rocked, Meena :)

  • 2 months ago

    by William Mae

    Such a beautiful piece, the long await for the heat the be driven away by the coming rains, the storms growing on the horizon changing the night sky as it builds. Just a great write Meena

  • 2 months ago

    by Meena Krish

    Thank you everyone for the supportive comments..

  • 2 months ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Meena A vibrant piece - very enjoyable. It gives a real feel for the storm. Milly x

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