Steropes

I heard they crack heaven from sky to earth, 

at an instant in space flame up from ground to clouds--

time bombs erasing everything but shadow and cinder.

The ground echoes a mob of concentric energy 

through thin air.  In a moment the magic flares again

with dazzling glare, a photographer’s bulb captures 

the white steed galloping across the giant black belly. 

Two counts later a catastrophic chicken fight as Zeus 

of torn trees tops and Apollo of scorched grass embrace 

in a head-on fury kiss, an orgy of golden hair and resonant flesh.

The moonless night is the sole witness to oblivion’s 

white head dress, as children wet their sheets. 

So be forewarned, oh bodies of carbon, lightning 

strikes so suddenly you never know you're dead.