Whoa.
On upturned pots and pans
some rocking sky child,
some deity’s progeny,
is beating, bashing
crashing, smashing
a percussive cacophony,
complete with
slashing, flashing
light show.
.
And not content
at blinding glow
he rumbles low
and shakes the ground
with reverberating sound.
Wild rocking child,
with his smashing
crashing
garage band in the sky.
In solid streams
sweat’s pouring down
and plastering the ground;
thus he howls his greeting
to July.
Shawn L. Bird 
This is so full of life, all rushes and surges and flash, crash, splash!
It was a real rock concert of a storm! 😉
Lovely!
I enjoy how you rolled through it using all those gerunds.
I’m quite fond of gerunds; I can not deny it! 😉
chasing lively scary show. Very nice.
Thanks! The dogs cuddled close to protect me from the wild child. 😉
Reblogged this on bloggingSAW.
That was an awesome poem!
Thank you. There are lots of them here. Click POETRY up above (or on the right) to see. 😉
That I surely will do because I see your posts and I would like to make it a point to read your other Poems you have on here! I am also still quite intrigued by the sound of your book! 🙂
I read this while listening to this: http://abitofyourself.wordpress.com/2013/06/29/lullaby-song/ and it was all a bit amazing!
My wild child needed your lovely lullaby! Thanks for sharing the link!
You can so picture the “rocking sky child;” Love this one Shawn.
Hi Shawn. Thank you for wanting to follow my poetry journey and liking my poem ‘ Friends Had Said!’ I truly appreciate this. I hope you are well. The Foureyed Poet.
I’ve been enjoying your work! Thanks for stopping here again. Poets need to stick together, since regular humans have no idea what we’re about!
Hi! I’ve nominated you for the Shine On Award! You don’t need to pass it along, but I do hope it has made your day a little brighter! 🙂
This is stunning, by the way! 🙂
Thank you very much! It does!
You are very welcome!