Cloud Cities — Chapter 5

Free verse | Log entry— sheet lightning strikes

Venkataraman Mahalingam
Literary Impulse
2 min readOct 18, 2021

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When these sparks will turn me to crisp, I do not know. In this hell, I live in constant vigilance. © Venkataraman M

Prologue:

A man from Earth, slipped into a strange kingdom in the clouds.
Facing the fact that there was no way back, he slowly sank into depression.
He journaled his time there in an attempt to preserve his sanity.

These tattered log entries — tied together by a shoelace — were found by a few kids as the pages floated to the ground on a clear sunny day.

Log entry — day 87:

Here, repulsive insects serve as my food,
washed down with dirty cloud water.
I suppose sometimes miracles do come true,
as I spot a soaring stork or vulture.

Danger though, was not from an angry stork,
it was neither bug nor unhygienic water.
Danger was that rumbling spark,
The piercing light that screeches, zaps and slaughters.

Goosebumps course every inch of my being,
Hair stands from both fear and bizarre static.
Through the clouds, lightning spreads and screams.
Thunder claps. Electricity cackles.

Blue space between each cloud, somehow spared my life,
for small air gaps shunt those sharp electric fangs.
Clouds slowly shift like tectonic plates, grey masses gather side by side.
Sheets of shock slowly spread, closing in for a bang.

© Venkataraman Mahalingam

This is part V of ongoing series — “Cloud Cities”.

Thank you, readers, for your valuable time with my work.
Thank you, Literary Impulse, for this amazing platform.

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Venkataraman Mahalingam
Literary Impulse

I write to spark ideas, experiences and narratives floating about—Passionate about a good story, a fun plan & a fresh perspective—RE Bullet 500 is what I ride