Horror Haiku III
Stormy night and dark
Lightning flashes shadows crawl
Across a curtain
Drawn back to reveal
Endless rain, windswept swirling
Pitch black until – See!
Cursing thunder, again,
As a child I feared monsters
Riding thunderstorms
Illumination
which speedy bolts deliver
Touch ground from heaven
Swaying trees reach out
Then retreat but grasp nothing
Shadows intertwine
more thunderous peals
What is that? How can this be?
Another bright strike-
Everything sharp
In an instant, sharp as day
despite rain, something
Certain I see this
Certain of the shape, I know
Familiar – yes
More than just something
The chill that walked up my spine
Out my lips, Alma !
There she was, her eyes
Her shape, I would know it blind
Vivid in my mind
Alma, beloved, yes
Many, too many years pass
Without my Alma
One day, after school
We exchanged rings, together,
Our love forever
Another day comes
Like a sudden lightning flash
She was gone, like that.
Sunny days without
Alma, stay gloomy and hard
A struggle to live
Impossible thoughts
Six years buried, prayers read
Closets emptied, moved
I strived to forget
Refreshed my situation
Built a new future
Brilliant, again
The light, there she is – Alma
This long lost heartbeat
Rain speaks her patois
Curtains flutter, the door opens
Beckons me outside
Good sense would tell me
Secure the lock don’t go out
Ghosts are of the past
Louder cries thunder
Standing in midstorm, lightning
Oh let it reveal !
Before me stands Alma
She moves, her figure flowing
Forward, toward me
And now, comes to me
Alma, My Alma, again
I thought you were lost
Inbetween raindrops
Her figure dims transparent
Fading in detail
Remember these eyes
They say goodbye in a way
I’ll never forget
The rains stops, clouds break
A half moon peers through branches
The spread oak looms large
Then Alma was gone
Tree branches point out to me
A vaporous mist
Stormy nights, darkness
The mind plays tricks, doesn’t it?
but the heart knows rain.
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Dark yields night to dawn
Storms will end, they move along
With all your monsters.