Storms

Storms                           by Sami Khalil

An English sonnet…

Yesterday, there was a bad thunderstorm

As the raging man dreamt of pensive notes

Taut with anger and the skeins of Nature’s form

The winds that flung out souls in open boats.

 

This scattering leaves lust for life aflame

The flooded fields drown by different scales

Idling ‘songsters’ found demurely to blame

Lending behind grave and filiform tales.

 

Storms bring days like no any other times

A frisson coursing through welling up nerves

The glowing nimbus turning on those dimes

As we writhe in pain around vales and curves.

 

Storms fascinate as kept battle ready

Waxing, waning intrigues spurred on steady.

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

This one feels charged and symphonic... like the storm itself is both music and menace. I love the tension here: storms as both destruction and fascination, fear and awe. It mirrors the turmoil within us.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow!
Beautifully said and wonderfully articulated.
The storms come from nowhere, without a warning sometimes. We have to weather their effects with our own strengths and defects; some make it, others succumb.
Human nature as you say.
Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts and emotions with us.

[Pete]

they sure can toss us and things about. all that and a bag of chips. at least there's always the eye of them! well said. of course i enjoyed the rhyming.

[Sami Khalil]

Hehehe!
So true and well articulated dear poet and friend. Will take the chips and popcorn. Have a good one sir Pete.

[Thomas W Case]

Brilliant work. You bring this to vivid life.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow!
Thank you for sharing your thoughts and blessings with us.
You are too sir; it takes one to know one.
Gracie millee.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Sami. We shall know many great storms.
(Storms fascinate as kept battle ready
Waxing, waning intrigues spurred on steady.)
The above lines. We must do. Powerful and worthwhile poetry my friend.
Coyote

[Sami Khalil]

OMG! Right on and well articulated. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and blessings with us.

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the poetry and you are welcome Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

Gracie millee.......

[redzone]

I love watching storms Sami. Their raw unfettered power, their chaotic behavior, their destructive energies and how we humans are helpless voyeurs in their presence. We can not control them, only witness and prepare for them. What also amazes me is that in their aftermath, there is the beauty of rainbows, yes, but also the new beginnings that can emerge. Without the storms of destruction, there can be no construction. In this I am mainly talking about nature and natural things, not the human unnecessary destructive storms of war and disregard of nature and environment.

You always write amazing sonnets Sami, I am a big fan!!
-Curt

[Sami Khalil]

Wow!
You sum up things and ideas marvelously; I can't agree more.
Let us keep it natural and let us have new Beginnings.
Thank you so much Neruda of the West.

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This is a visceral and expressive exploration of the power of storms and their emotional resonance. You’ve created some interesting metaphors like "raging man dreamt of pensive notes" and "scattering leaves lust for life aflame". The imagery is powerful with descriptions of the storm’s power to be both destructive and transformative, reflecting the human experience. Interesting work.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow!
So true and well articulated dear poet and friend. Glad you like it.
You have summed it up marvelously. Thank you kindly.

[Sami Khalil]

Destructive and transformative
I like that

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You’re welcome. Of course, not as well articulated as your poem!

[Sami Khalil]

Hehehe.
You are so kind.

[MCS]

Life’s harshest storms test the strength of our anchors. Great read with my morning coffee, thank you, Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

I love it. You have summed it up marvelously. I totally agree. Enjoy your morning, day and coffee plus poetry.

[Sami Khalil]

"The glowing nimbus turning on those dimes

As we writhe in pain around vales and curves."
SK