Open Poetry #14 |
Stormy Thoughts |
Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
Posts 1635 |
Stormy Thoughts in gray black of thunder’s quickening storm to come finding there in lone is one to view over cavern’s precipice then in solemn and still surcease towards the rushing waters fling out misery’s sad release how empty? how barren will then be this shell when this despair is flung to depths of wells gone dry and hollow, in echo’s mourn who is left to care… or is shallow the life that once was borne…. how empty is this coming storm though lightning will serve its flash and thunder will explode its wrath soon, too soon it shall die away then behind the fading storm there will in calm reside new days, and the remnants shall remain of these shadows, gray someone needs to explain to me how all of this futility of keeping alive pain and tears should harbor closer through the years and feel somehow right in all its wrong when love and light should thus belong to this shell, this sad torment, would fade of laughter be repent enough? No, no indeed, never enough for anger’s greed… in gray black of thunder’s quickening storm to come in solemn and still surcease towards the rushing waters misery’s been flung a sharp release mayhap now the pain will cease |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
The intensity of a storm is simply awesome, isn't it? Then the calm... and peace... and a sense of renewal... Indeed... |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
interesting read..strong images and emotions with questions to be answered... a realease...of sorts..and while empty the storm also holds a flood of things which need be dealt with... what is left? I can not say it is a pleasant read, but it is a good write and one with much style and form. |
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