Storm

A storm devastated our province last June 21. But it inspired this anyway.

 

I felt the rage of falling rivers and howling air, my feet cold and my body drenched. I listened to the silence of the invisible starlight, and stared at the shadowed nothingness around me. I had deafened myself as the rain clouds drummed and eerie light swiftly broke through the darkness, for all I could think of was you.

 

Chaos. Wrath. And terrifying silence. But all I wanted to see was your face. All I wanted to hold was your hand. All I wanted to feel was your warmth. All I wanted to do was kiss your frown away. All I needed to know was that you would still whisper the words of your soul that flow into mine.  

 

I breathed your name, resounding through the infinite abyss of the starless night, even though I knew you would not hear me. Yes, because we were a world apart. My voice was drifting away like a drop in an ocean of rain. But at least, I knew that it would not be long until I can call out to you again.

 

In time, the midnight’s canvas will be starless no more when I look up to the heavens to pray. In time, an incandescent daybreak will resonate its sunrays, for somewhere in the shadowed nothingness is a faint candlelight of a promise.

 

...because even in the ire of tempests, my heart beats to the rhythm of yours.

 

...because still, and for always, I breathe your name.

 

 

© Maxinne Marie

June 27, 2008, 2:22 AM

Reviews

[Corrupthoughts]

This is exactly how I would feel if my love and I were worlds apart. This is beautifully written and although it is a poem its 'stanza's' betray the typical definition of 'poetry' but I like that. It read like a short, whimsical tale of far-away love. The subtle contrast between chaotic storm and tender love is well described. I admired this piece

[Dante Balsote]

So the song goes, "I'd rather be beside you in a storm than safe and warm by myself."

[Iris Jayne]

Another great write. And I noticed just how you love incorporating nature in your works. Not one word out of place. Well done. Again. [:

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Very beautiful and passionate. The other reviewers said it best. Storm reads like a mini saga of unequivocal love. Your structure and flow are exceptional. A wonderful job. Keep writing.

[Dionysus Cain]

pretty cool, pretty neat. love conquers all. no matter the situation . the flow was good and the simple imagery made it better, nothing was forced and that made it better to me. the last two lines went together perfect, it could not have ended better.

[Orlando Murcia]

Absolutely Beautiful,
I love your flow
and how you put your words together

I bet whoever you wrote this for
was swept away!

Great write!

Orlando M

[Jeremy]

A very enjoyable poem. Interesting the way it is a poem, and yet it is written like a short story. I guess that is what all poetry is though. Just a short story, or even a snapshot of our life at that particular moment and time. Nicely done Maxinne.

[Rc R. Vagilidad]

love ur poem ...it depicts not entirely with storm alone, but it revolves on "what thoughts is in you with the storm, not of what is the storm...."

contradictory yet very intimate..of course in the sense of what belongingness during and after the storm, belongingness to comfort, belongingness to be with someone during the storm, and perhaps up to the aftermath....yes belongingness....