Thundersnow
Natalie Yelburton mentions "Thundersnow" in "Fortitude" and the Inspired this poem
I was watching “Fortitude” and there was a big storm and Natalie Yelburton said a word that sounded like “Thunderstruck” but was “Thundersnow”.
People asked what she meant and she said it was when thunder and lightning occur within a snowstorm.
This is the description from the Met Office.
“When thunderstorms form in wintry conditions they can sometimes give rise to heavy downpours of snow which are often called 'thundersnow'”
I didn’t intend to write a poem today but that was too good an idea to miss.
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The Light of Odin’s Spear
Shines Silver on the Snow
Electric Bolts From Thor
Hammering Like Thunder
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Lightning of Thunder Gods
Turns The Snow To Silver
Mjölnir Is Thor’s Hammer
And Gungnir Shines Like Gold
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Listen To Thunder Sound Clash
See Snow Lit, Lightning Flash
Odin’s Spear Hit The Ground
Thor’s Hammer Will Resound
This is The Thundersnow
All Be Fearful Below
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Great!!
Oh my. This is great. Love it
Excellent use of imagery in this poem
Such a fantastic poem!
Love these images
Love nature poems!! Your Thundersnow was terrific!!!😊💕
YOU are thunderous, my friend!