Ice Storm: Join the Club

I was inspired by the ice storm I experienced. If you have never been in a big one, here is my description.
Ice Storm - Christmas, 1998
© by Ron Castle
Ice came on the mountain
Nature’s heavy handed silver glove
Trees bowed down
Broken limbs like rifle shots
Cracking cascades of diamonds and wood
Plummeting to earth
The war goes on and on and on
Even though the freezing rain has stopped
And the trees in the crystal forest have all surrendered
Explosions echo from all directions
Crashing, flashing, dashing, smashing
Down, all around, an endless wave of sound
Broken by silence
As darkness settles the battles continue
Bombs exploding without warning out of the black
No flash nor flare
And when the sun finally shows his somber face
We see a different time and place
Old friends and young
Dashed, bent, broken in jumbled masses
Designs no mortal could imagine
A frightening reminder of the ultimate power of natural forces
And that God’s pruning shears have no mercy.
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