She

The wind in a hurricane,

The moon on a summer’s night.

The sun breaking the horizon

And dew at first light.

She is the earth for trees and fruit

Everlasting, ever caring. Forever breaking the tradition of mood.

With a clear sky filled with a vivid arc of shades of hue

After rains have fallen from a once black sky

Turning from grey gray to fresh, bright blue.

She confuses me, as much as the world’s worst enigma.

Juxtaposed, set like prose, but posed in poetic stigma.

Reviews

[Verse]

Forever breaking the tradition of mood.
You had this reader at forever. :):)

Great crescendo, subsiding into two lines of musing that stirs the heart.

Loved this piece. :):)

V

[Alexa Apothic Red]

That last line!!! Perfection! I love your complete and clear metaphor and the imagery it evokes.. She sounds like a dynamic and multi-faceted wonder of a woman.. the most complex of minds are those worth searching. Depth is far more attractive than anything superficial. A stunning tribute!! I love this piece!

[PP]

She is very intriguing just like a woman, nice one :)

[SquinklaPsyOps]

You have done a great job of writing.

This is a very compelling and interesting piece, well written with a strong, clear voice and easy to read.

[Sami Khalil]

"She is the earth for trees and fruit

Everlasting, ever caring. Forever breaking the tradition of mood.

With a clear sky filled with a vivid arc of shades of hue

After rains have fallen from a once black sky
"
Some nice imagery in this nice poem...Thank you for penning...:)

[melissa]

liked this alot had a nice flow to it

[Quill~]

Your reference to nature and her tumultuous affect on your emotions is fantastic!
I love your poetic words. Simply beautiful and eloquently written. :)

~Quill