From the Trifecta Council Week 25 begins. This week's word is thunder.
thun·der noun \ˈthən-dər\
1: the sound that follows a flash of lightning and is caused by sudden expansion of the air in the path of the electrical discharge
2: a loud utterance or threat
3: bang, rumble
Stormy
His voice was thunder on a day stripped of sound. Like a tank he rolled through people, casting stones at glass houses, and crunching through remains of scattered shards. A storm was brewing.
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Very pretty, somehow, even though it's foreboding imagery. You're a good writer. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Amanda. I'll be glad when this particular character quits taking up my time ;-)
DeleteFantastic description. This is a wonderful glimpse into a man's personality.
ReplyDeleteThank you much for that trudgingthroughfog. Personality is the key to a character.
DeleteOh, I know him. ♥
ReplyDeleteMe, too. And I always get out of his way! :)
DeleteODNT I would, but he won't let me... damned guy keeps following me around lately.
DeleteYou do Jo? RUN... FAST!
DeleteTerrific through and through. I love the opening line.
ReplyDeleteThank you Kelly, I love the challenge of getting the information in, in 33 words.
DeleteI like the juxaposition of his emotion to everyone else's.
ReplyDeleteI've been hima nd I've been the victim of him. Eeerily relatable.
excellent entry
Thank you Lance. I cannot say I have been him, but I can say I have calmed him, fed him, and faced him... more than once.
DeleteNice. I like the description.
ReplyDeleteThank you Ruby.
DeleteVery evocative! Reading it made me just a bit nervous about the trouble coming.
ReplyDeleteThen you have wonderful instincts Annabelle! :-) Thank you for reading.
DeleteUh-oh! I do not want to be in his path. It is thunder like this that make me curl up in a corner and hide.
ReplyDeleteThis paragraph packs power.
~Imelda
Thank you ~Imelda. Nope, I am familiar with him, and I still want to move out of the path he's creating in my mind.
DeleteNicely done! I would definitely hate to meet up with him! I really like how he is the one throwing stones at the glass houses--makes me think there might be more to him than just his anger.
ReplyDeleteWhen it comes to people, there is always more to them than meets the eye. Experiences lead to understanding (which varies for each person), which leads to expectations for future encounters... always more to them. :-)
DeleteThank you for reading Rachael.
Looks like he's on a warpath. I'd get out of his way! I especially like "casting stones at glass houses, and crunching through remains of scattered shards."
ReplyDeleteFeels like it too ;-) Smart woman you are Janna!
DeleteBetter be careful around him today. He's on some sort of war path. Strong words. Could feel him coming.
ReplyDeleteIndeed! Thank you for reading Gina.
DeleteI know this guy too, your description was spot on.
ReplyDeleteTimeless character in many lives.
DeleteIn reading this through a second time, I especially like the day stripped of sound. It seems like the silence is demanded by his presence. Good piece.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Yes, he has a tendency to take over a room, especially when he's storming through.
DeleteToo good! That literally transported me back to Parris Island for a minute, not to mention my childhood before that. Two very different storms. One that destroyed, and the other that rebuilt.
ReplyDeleteI like that contrast of having one destroy, and one rebuild. Thank you so much t.
DeleteIncredible! I think everyone knows someone like this and your poem makes vivid the memory, transporting your reader. Simply incredible!
ReplyDeleteThank you Michael. He does seem to be a very familiar character in people's lives.
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