Ooh baby, the storm's a comin
I can feel it right here
right here in my HEART
you see where my hand is baby
right here on my heart
and you can put your-
ooh LOOK baby
LOOK
the cloud is touching down
and it's BLACK
so black baby
like death
and it's coming this way
coming right for us daddy
no WAIT
stop the car
oh yes I know we need to run
need to kick it in gear
and squeal on outta here
but oh what a picture it'll make baby
WHAT A PICTURE
get the camera
come on get out
I'll stand right here
at the side of the road
and oh I KNOW I'm crazy honey
crazy as a goddamn bedbug
and the wind now
is ripping through my hair
and that sound
like a freight train bearing down on us
and no I can't hear you anymore
and I know you're screaming at me baby
I know
but just snap the picture
JUST TAKE THE PICTURE
that's it
line me up in front of the cloud
my sweater the color of blood
right there in front of the black cloud
the cloud of death honey
and OOH God what a picture
oh you've got it now
so let's RUN
run to the car
and oh GOD baby
what if it doesn't start
oh my GOD baby
it's coming right for us now
LET'S GO BABY GO
Oh baby...
we made it...
ooh
I love you so much...
I can't believe how high I am baby...
never felt so alive in all my life.
Put your hand on it, honey,
put your hand on my heart...
can you feel it pounding?
Can you feel it?
Right here--up underneath
my blood red sweater...
ooh baby
I love you so much...
love you so much...
OOH baby...ooh
D'ja know... The Earth never had climate change... before we humans began spewing hydro-carbons into the atmosphere?
ReplyDelete__Some people actually believe that... to be true.
__Good thing the car started, to speed away from that eddy.
__Fine thought taunt as always, Tim. _m
I used to like risk takers, back when I could run, faster.
ReplyDeleteLove the form of this poem. : )
Reminded me of when we used to live in Oklahoma. I'm glad we don't get tornados in the mountains now. Vivid.
ReplyDeletethe thrill of the chase, the madness, the elation, you captured it all :) as well as the craziness :p
ReplyDeletehere's mine: http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/08/21/vanished/
crazy. yeah you got my blood pumping...and i used to go there...maybe still do at times but i try to measure out the elation these days...
ReplyDeleteI love how this poem builds on itself, pulsing ever quicker...awesome image!
ReplyDeleteThat was quite a ride. I think my heart is beating faster now, too. And, that's one crazy picture for sure.
ReplyDeleteWow - this is an intense piece. You sure pull the reader in for this wild ride T.
ReplyDeleteamazing, you make me giggle.
ReplyDeletethanks for the well fine tuned poetry.
Happy Poetry Picnic!
id be drivin in the opposite direction especially if there was lightning twister chasers really mad lol loved reading this and your there being chased when reading it xxjen
ReplyDeleteMAGYAR,
ReplyDeleteGood to hear from you, buddy!
THINGY,
Running fast is the key to it, isn't it?
CHROMAPOESY,
Ever hear this one:
Ring around the rosey
A pocket full of chromapoesy
LYNNAIMA, BRIAN, SEEK THE SUN:
You guys are invited to a party if you bring the food and the booze!
LORI,
Some people will do anything for a kick...like blogging!
POETS UNITED, MORNING:
Glad you stopped by!
JENNY,
I'd rather be chased by you...either way I might be blown away!
First visit to your blog...jury's still out, but I think I really like it! For sure you made me laugh which is always a way to my heart. Good poem, like the pace and form. Thanks for the visit to my blog, too. Hugs, pat
ReplyDeleteDid you say Ooh Baby?
ReplyDeletePAT,
ReplyDeleteThanks for your warm response, and a big hug back!
BUBBA,
Oh, a song that was inspired by my poem--how flattering!
You are irrepressible-- honestly. Oooo baby oooo that's what I have to say to you...xxxj
ReplyDeleteStorm chasing, love making...quite the crazy little thrill, some take!
ReplyDeleteWow you really got me going on that one, I'm up for a thrill, but not the ones with odds of death higher than 50% haha
ReplyDeletehi tim just called by to say hello got caught in a big shower at the coast no twister lol but if you find one il chase you lol xxjen
ReplyDeletehi tim just called by to say hello got caught in a big shower at the coast no twister lol but if you find one il chase you lol xxjen
ReplyDeletecrazy scary kind of love...but you had my attention, I couldn't leave your poem!
ReplyDeleteI love storms and all, but that's taking it to a whole other level, my man. I do hear just that excitement in their voices, though, on the news when one comes through--it's definitely a stormgasm for those guys.
ReplyDeleteThat was really cool, Tim. Intense and awesome, just like you :-)
ReplyDeleteHugs and Kisses,
Kelly
JEN,
ReplyDeleteNicer words were never spoken...
CIANPHELAN,
Storms...romance...it's the thrill of the chase!
PAT HATT,
Takes a lot for some people to get off, eh?
JENNY,
I won't be running too fast!
LAURA X,
All love is scary, if you think about it!
HEDGEWITCH,
This poem was inspired by an actual photo I saw a while back of a young woman in a red sweater standing in front of a funnel cloud that looked WAY too close for comfort. She was crazy, of course, and the poem is my interpretation of what was going on inside her head.
"Stormgasm," I like that.
Q:What do you say in the middle of a stormgasm?
A: Ooh...we're...uh, not in...uh uh uh ooh ah...Kansas...oh God oh God...anymore...
Crazy good !
ReplyDeleteFunny stuff - spent my whole life around tornadoes. Watched them; now at the coast - run away from hurricanes...scare the bj...us out of me now! Excellent piece, taut, and well captured...I believe you got that picture!
ReplyDeleteHoly adrenalin rush, Poet! What a wild ride...if their hearts are bursting with love for you now! Guess it was worth the risk...I could smell the storm drenched air...could feel the rough wind ripping through me...this was a fantastic, sensory journey...right down to that beating heart!
ReplyDeleteKELLY,
ReplyDeleteHey, you're still out there...SOMEWHERE! (Is it still Dublin?) Wet, slobbery kisses to you!
AYALA,
Hey, I'm coming to visit you!
BEACHANNY,
Natural disasters, they are life's wild cards. It's those UNNATURAL disasters, like my love life, that may be more devastating!
NATASHA,
So glad you liked it...the way you described it, I'm going to read it again!
A nice piece, you really built the pace of the storm, I was at one point telling you to take the picture already ;) Well done ~ Rose
ReplyDeletecrazy...absolutely crazy. talk about getting the heart pumping...forget the tornado, one heart attack please.
ReplyDeleteyou spun quite an insane whirlwind of words.
C ROSE,
ReplyDeleteThanks so much...how come no can access your blog?
RMP,
And that would be a great title for a blog: "An Insane Whirlwind Of Words." Someone will probably steal that from you...like me.
Storm chasers...
ReplyDeletegreat read full of stops and starts and in-betweens...
That's the neatest spin (yes - pun intended) on a tornado I've ever read, Tim.
ReplyDeleteOh, and you've had your lashes - now it's time to pass the noodle cuz I deserve some too :)
Oh, baby, alright ... oh, man, what a picture ... uhm ... anyway ... Love,cat :)
ReplyDeleteUhm ... Oh baby ... Oh man ... Anyway ... Love, cat :)
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