Photo (Collage) Challenge: Poem – Tankas – “The Mountain’s Wrath” #amwriting #poetry 


Thank you to MindLovesMisery’s Menagerie for hosting this week’s double prompt:

Laura Bloomsbury

———

Black and white can change, 

Become the most flaming bright of —

Colours; yet we’re like —

Dorothy on her Kansas —

Farm, not realizing life is grey. 

Never seeing technicolor.

——–

If mountains are but smoke, 

No one who said those words knew, 

How burning orange and —

Yellow looks when your skin is —

Seared; the mountain spit lava clear.

Blew her top, melted downwards. 

——-

On to the town who, 

Had little idea but should —

Have known this day, 

No technology clued.

Their mountain could release Hell,

Sulphurous smelling, burnt Hell.

—-

Poisonous gases, 

Leaking down to the town folk, 

No chance had they when, 

Ashes fell like snow.

The worst kind of snow signals, 

The ire of the mountain’s breath.

——-

In stores, on boardwalks, 

Going about their day the same.

When she erupted, 

No one cared at first.

But the ash and gases came, 

Killing to begin, before —

—–

Lava reached familiar,

Buildings, the library.

Homes, grocery stores, work.

Yet the sky was filled, 

She billowed out her smoke rings, 

And she was just beginning.

——-

Threy should’ve known to —

Leave earlier but no one, 

Takes responsibility;

To late to lay blame.

Run far and fast, lava spews.

Keep going magma flows, kills.

——

No Dante’s Peak is —

This; only mother nature’s, 

Roaring and giving, 

Life as she takes it.

Many die unaware, don’t see, 

Never knew today would be —

The end: waiting done, 

Here comes the promised one near.

Yet some survived it.

Never took lightly, 

Those words: A Mountain is noth –

ing but smoke — they lived through it.

—–

Those who rebuilt knew, 

As the lava and fire burnt their —

Homes, loved ones to crisps. 

Beware the mountain;

Geologists trained don’t know, 

When she’ll yield furious wrath.

——

©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reseved 

9 thoughts on “Photo (Collage) Challenge: Poem – Tankas – “The Mountain’s Wrath” #amwriting #poetry 

  1. Laura Bloomsbury September 5, 2016 / 2:01 pm

    a very powerful mix that took off with a crescendo of colour and destruction – against the colour of your writing, the monochrome looks like cooled magma

    Liked by 1 person

    • mandibelle16 September 5, 2016 / 4:56 pm

      Thank you Laura. I didn’t even think about that, but you are right, the writing is monochrome. So glad you enjoyed the piece 🙂

      Like

  2. clcouch123 September 7, 2016 / 8:49 pm

    Visceral depiction of an eruption, Mandi. I see and learn here that poetry lends itself truly well to portraying the many things that happen so chaotically and terribly.

    Liked by 2 people

  3. Melinda Kucsera September 7, 2016 / 11:20 pm

    “Beware the mountain;

    Geologists trained don’t know,

    When she’ll yield furious wrath.” So true. Excellent take!

    Liked by 1 person

    • mandibelle16 September 8, 2016 / 12:43 am

      Thanks Melinda. Yes, it’s hard to know its towns etc. near volcanoes. Thanks for commenting 💕

      Liked by 1 person

      • Melinda Kucsera September 8, 2016 / 4:10 pm

        🙂 You’re welcome and you’re right. Those people must be extra vigilant.

        Liked by 1 person

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