"What's the world for you if you can't make it up the way you want."

-Jazz, Toni Morrison


Thunder's Adventure

Thunder's Adventure

Thunder closes its eyes and dreams— 
it has nightmares—the stars hide
in the creases of thunder’s mouth.
The earth below full of secrets and worries.
Thunder calls out. Bursting with love.
It’s loud. Complains lightning sleeps late.
Lightning admired for its many exploits
running around various counties and states—
striking cornfields and waking the dead
in graveyards. The surprised look
on red barns make the cows tremble.
The chickens cackle like they’d been threatened
within an inch of their lives. A fright
that affects their eggs. The shell cracks
and morning light steps out,
all covered with tiny feathers,
webbed feet and a beak
speaking the holy words
only little chicks know.


Ernest Slyman lives in New York City. He is a playwright, poet, fiction writer, and humorist. He was born in Appalachia - Elizabethton, Tennessee. His work has appeared in Meniscus, The Laurel Review, The Lyric, Light: A Quarterly of Light Verse (Chicago), The NY Times, Reader's Digest and The Bedford Introduction to Literature, St Martins Press, edited by Michael Meyer, and Poetry: An Introduction, St Martins Press, edited by Michael Meyer. Website: www.ernestslyman.com

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