A thunder roars

Through the storms

As far as the eye can see,
As far as the heart and soul feel
A thunder roars inside,
The horizon is alive with fury
The sea shapes the earth
Deep shades of blue tint the horizon
Salt crystallizes my brow
There is a curse that breathes
As the tide draws away
Creating the shapes of the earth mesmerizing

I tuck in my jacket, huddle inside
Such a striking sound, airborne
Thunder roars in my ears, sounds or oceans
Airborne, breezes gather images
Feeling cold, I gather my jacket, tightly
I embrace my walk of freedom with every stride
Rain caresses my face, yet a fire burns inside
Free is the soul, free is the heart, once bound
So profound
(c)bj

Reviews

[Bina]

Elementally lucid, such great descriptive mastery of words from my friend! Love it as always I love your poems

[B.J]

Thank you, for your kind encouragement, I have not been well, had Bronchitis lately hope to get back to other peoples work today. Thank you.

[Bina]

I pray for you to me well my friend

[B.J]

:)....................

[Raven Wyntermoon]

An exciting meditative walk on the beach while a storm is taking place.
Favorite Line: Salt crystallizes my brow
I fine that verse creatively romantic.

[B.J]

Thank you for your kind words of encouragement.