Open Poetry #14 |
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Storming Within and Out |
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Sunshine
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Storming Within and Out Storm in gray cloud the storm comes in, awashing all in gray of sin a come of cloud and rain this day awash of thunder clouds obey soft at first the rain on wood and whish a sound of cotton should remind me of the grays gone by and lo my ears hear oceans sigh build and slow the oceans wave soft and grow the sounds I crave lo and behold the me I would be if I were of thunderous brave whoosh the rain on cotton’s leaves would allow me again to believe that all the ways I choose to grieve would come instant, spend my leave slow the thunder grows to wake and no in cumber my noisome makes but lo this heart of quiet takes a break, a gap in thunder’s quake I hold, in hand, this horn of shell outside the break in thunder’s quell to my ear, I heed the seed and dream of beach, and of my greed |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
whoosh the rain on cotton’s leaves would allow me again to believe that all the ways I choose to grieve would come instant, spend my leave slow the thunder grows to wake and no in cumber my noisome makes but lo this heart of quiet takes a break, a gap in thunder’s quake I hold, in hand, this horn of shell outside the break in thunder’s quell to my ear, I heed the seed and dream of beach, and of my greed ======================== oh yes.. this one likes me as much as I like it...I think it will be following me home ![]() very very cool write.(rhyme divine) she said I dont know why you ever would lie to me |
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theLadypoet Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 97Or USA |
Oh, my this poem sang to me. Lovely images...made me think of rain filtering through a forest and dropping like dew...***sigh*** I do believe I shall need to learn how to use the library. I can smell the damp musk of the forest floor. theLadypoet "A woman is like a tea bag, you never know how strong she is until she gets in hot water..." Eleanor Rooevelt |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
Love your poem Sunshine Titia A rose is a rose is a rose...I guess... |
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Interloper![]() ![]()
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Wonderful. I esp. liked the finale. Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. Philip Sidney (1554-1586) Loving in Truth |
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Logan Senior Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 1641Arkansas |
Sunshine, gentle smile,,so very nice, a wonderful blend of woods and sea that you did so delightfully |
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Mysteria![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Aye, aye, Captain, you sailed me right along with you on this voyage full of images, and feelings, wonderful! ~*~ Remember to tell someone today that you love them ~*~ |
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Auguste![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
I also enjoy rhyme done well, as this certainly is. Very nice! Michael Proust- |
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Cpat Hair![]()
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
very nicely done... reminded me of one I had written many storms ago.. "Storm Clouds" I wish... for storm clouds, their blue black canopy hiding me from harsh heat. Lightnings baton, striking the downbeat while standing hair on end with static expectations. Thunder's tympanic symphony felt inside, as if I were window glass rattling in a loose frame. Trees’ bowing to wind’s music before a curtain call of raindrops and hailstones that play staccato rhythms on parched soil. I wish for storms, like the one in my heart, since I met you. Storms can indeed be poetic.... |
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Poeminister Senior Member
since 2000-02-26
Posts 1862Regina SK; Canada |
Love the flow and feeling of this storm. Excellent writing. PM |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
I enjoyed this one. You have captured the power of the storm well. ![]() All writing comes |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
slow the thunder grows to wake and no in cumber my noisome makes but lo this heart of quiet takes a break, a gap in thunder’s quake Karilea, beautiful write. "Build a man a fire, he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire and he'll be warm for the rest of his life". Terry Pratchett |
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Mistletoe Angel![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
WOW!!! A marvelous voice in this marvelous poem! Storms are full of so much inspiration to me, thunder can be a rumble of determination within sorrow, a lightning bolt being a spark of hope, a harbinger of joy to come, and the rain cleansing the pain away, on;y leaving residue of forlorn memories. I lost myself in the vibrant vision of this, it is definitely a must-keep! I love it! You have such a beautiful heart, dear friend, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Denise
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since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
I could feel the storms, Karilea. Excellent writing! |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Wonderfully written, Karilea! |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Yes, indeed.... ![]() |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Superb writing, my friend... Regards O Karilea, Sudhir |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Wow.....you folks blow me away with your responses.... thank you ALL so very much! |
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