Storm

Storm

 

She calms the waters on the edge of my horizon,

makes the beach swept clean from its pollutants.

Her lightning strikes fire for me

when I shiver in the Black streak of Red nights;

Her hurricane expels the Red from the beach,

giving way to Her beautiful, Blue ocean eyes.

She can make the golden waves

flow and curl the same way a woman plays with her hair.

Her Rain will fall, but

 

I

 

would whisper my comforting words to still Her sorrow,

but I don’t know if She is listening.

She bares such elegance,

the pale clouds mixing with the soft blush of the early innocent sunrise.

 

Her breath,

 

Her soft

and steady wind,

how I long to hear such a beautiful song…

they say there’s calm before the storm,

but the Storm I am familiar with is the beauty and magnificence of this world…

the

 

Storm

 

I am so fortunate to know.

Reviews

[Jeremia]

This was amazing. Captivating.

[Liza]

sensual, subtle tension, sweet release

[Sarah Redigan]

"would whisper my comforting words to her sorrow,
but I don’t know if she is listening.
She bares such elegance,
the pale clouds mixing with the soft blush of the early innocent sunrise."

I love these lines .. this is amazing .. very romantic ..

[Marie Harrison]

Her breath,
her soft and steady wind,
how I long to hear such a beautiful song...

So romantic...this write is

[Lily Mae]

I swam in this...then drank it up and now my soul is full... This is a brilliant write..x

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem. Those beautiful storms are the best day in a long life. I like the story in the poem. A very good ending to a outstanding poem.
Coyote