Storm Imitiation By Sanjana Mahesh

Storm Imitiation
By Sanjana Mahesh

Walls go up, bricks fall down, water cracks

the window, what’s left

where to go, where to continue

the rain pours, the ride rushes

a ripple effect, dew on grass

condensation, whispers of breath on the glass

disappearing whilst growth occurs

summer falls and winter springs

How does time fly

Hermes lends the clocks arms his winged feet

the destruction deals a deadly hand to the living

mind races, mind over matter

making it possible

the endless games of an ender’s game

sleep creeps so slowly, proving tiredness

Forget the risk and take the fall, if it is on your mind

you want it is worth it
It’s just a brain storm, tears fall

and realization hits
the window can be closed shut

and shut you shall keep it

Storm Windows

BY HOWARD NEMEROV

People are putting up storm windows now,   

Or were, this morning, until the heavy rain   

Drove them indoors. So, coming home at noon,   

I saw storm windows lying on the ground,   

Frame-full of rain; through the water and glass

I saw the crushed grass, how it seemed to stream   

Away in lines like seaweed on the tide

Or blades of wheat leaning under the wind.

The ripple and splash of rain on the blurred glass   

Seemed that it briefly said, as I walked by,   

Something I should have liked to say to you,

Something ... the dry grass bent under the pane   

Brimful of bouncing water ... something of   

A swaying clarity which blindly echoes

This lonely afternoon of memories

And missed desires, while the wintry rain   

(Unspeakable, the distance in the mind!)

Runs on the standing windows and away.