STORMS
Suddenly it seems so quiet. The birds have stopped chirping,
No longer do you hear the rustling breeze through the trees.
Now we notice the sun is slowly fading and quickly
Darkness enfolds us in its eerie and encompassing determination.
Everyone is wondering when suddenly a thunderous boom is heard and
Streaks of bright light emanating from them are whip lashing in
Jagged forms across the sky.
The wind has become a gale and the rain falls in a cadence of dance,
Pouring itself out in a rhythm of its own.
You watch at your window at this splendid display of nature’s fury.
It seems dangerous but still you are frozen in place.
Nature, in all its magnificence is putting on a display long remembered
All is quiet now and the sunshine brings forth
Beauty in the sparkling raindrops on trees.
Children laughing and splashing in puddles they see
A spirit of peace dwells within us and we know
That, once again, Nature will cause us to stop and wonder.
I enjoyed the visuals of this poem and the theme. It reminds me of the nature I witness when I visit Vermont to get away from the inner-city. This poem reminds me of the beauty of life.
Hi Michael,
I can’t tell you how much it meant to me as I read your very kind comments about my poem, “Storms”. It encourages me to keep on going and I appreciate it very much.
Joan Beebe
Your images reach out and give me a sense that you are writing from your heart. It’s a place that I would find peace in your vision.
I love this poem. Makes you feel like you are right there in the moment.
This …. is a very nice read.
Nature does this to me.
best,
G.