holy holy holy

stars collide
thunderous clouds echo
as lightning strikes
crying
holy holy holy.

mountains quake
earth slides like tears
trees torn apart
weeping
holy holy holy.

winter falls
heavy blanket stills life
branches snap,  creak
moaning
holy holy holy.

night beckons
darkness fills the void
stars shimmer
whispering
holy holy holy.

sun rises
quiet daylight infiltrates
scattering shadows
radiating
holy holy holy.

Bay: Image by Heather Button

poetic asides

For this week’s prompt, take the phrase “Holy (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Example titles might include “Holy Moly,” “Holy Line Breaks,” “Holy Jeans,” and I’m sure plenty of other more colorful variations. Feel free to replace the word “holy” with close approximations, such as “wholly” and “holey.” – Robert Lee Brewer