'Il tocco dolce della morte','The sweet touch of death'

So love the darkness just when the lightening starts to flash across the sky.. What beauty it holds..

 

 

 

The darkness of the night lights up with brilliance
I stand in awe, for such beauty before my eyes
'Il tocco dolce della morte', 'The sweet touch of death' invades my form
Beauty beyond comparison, for feelings of such is surreal
Flashing colors zig-zag across the night sky,
making me feel more alive than ever before.
And I inhale the sweet, sweet scent.
Of the coming rain about to fall upon my form
The tingling sensation comes along slowly
Till finally it takes control of all within
Then.. Raindrops begin to fall
Fist slowly, then soon, covering me in all its glory
And I smile, arms held wide, taking all it sends forth
Eyes towards the sky, I watch as the darkness turns to light
Colors brilliantly flashing, turning all into a painting of majestic glory
And slowly I whisper..
'Il tocco dolce della morte'

'The sweet touch of death',, yes.. Has invaded me once more.

Author's Note

Photo courtesy of the Baltimore Sun, taken by Paul Novak, Jr
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Reviews

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Came back to once again revisit this remarkable poem.

[Dream Weaver]

Eerily exquisite, Never have I ever equated a dark nights thunderstorm to the sweet touch of death...Wonderful piece Mags xx

[Ladysue]

A storm does make you feel many things and your piece captured this perfectly...' colors brilliantly flashing, turning all into a painting of majestic glory, love that line and the last one too...this was beautiful writing...

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

I love rain and the smell of rain, the feel , sound.. Rain to me is like a cloak that shields me from some of life's harshness... This is a beautiful poem, Magdelena...
Rain is comforting, exciting, romantic.. beautiful.

Chloe

[SpokenWord]

You know when I smell the rain coming I head inside, I never stand out in it unless I have too, it is not fun being wet like that unless I plan on swimming. LOL Some people love being in the rain, I just like to watch it from the window, inside in the warmth and so on. I liked your writing here, it was inspiring :)

[emmajoy]

'I watch as the darkness turns to light ~~ Colors brilliantly flashing, turning all into a painting of majestic glory ~~ And slowly I whisper.. ~~ 'Il tocco dolce della morte' ~

Wonderful words to accompany a wonderful photograph .. you've felt the storm, it's become part of you .. made you feel its power and glory ..

[Patches I'm not so new..]

One can feel the raw power of this storm in the uswed to portray it. Intense
A great storm has found a great poet to describe it's strenth Well Done Gumba!

[Nothing Personal]

It's photo inspired but once again, I could see what you are talking about just reading your word..Drops of rain on my bare body, trickling down..pure joy..A wonderful, sensation you gifted with lovely words.Full points from me !!