Watching the birds
Surfing in this
Ferocious wind,
The storm has arrived and there is more to come.
Visibility is obscured by the snow
Falling, falling, falling.
Wind gusts unforgiving.
The birds live on
Come what may.
Mar27
Tag Archives: Storm
Jan9
Strum
Moving in close,
His hair smells like wind and storms.
His skin feels like life.
Winter, spring, summer, fall
Bloom at once with a touch.
A smile.
Submerged in the song of our
Heartbeats.
Unison.
Harmony.
Strum;
A new tune begun.
Dec13
There
There we
Are in the center of this storm.
The signals we emit rise above
The chaos.
Hidden frequencies interpreted by
Our
Primordial senses
Underneath it all;
Through it all.
Eyes closed,
We find one another
Once again.
Nov20
Oblivion
He is the sun,
Sometimes a storm.
Either way he warms my heart;
Heat shared in
Solar flares
And
Static lightening.
And he restarts my heart
With a word or a touch,
When my breath has caught in
My throat.
When he sees the uncertainty
In my eyes.
Embracing,
We disappear
Into oblivion.
Jun25
Doubt
Doubt.
Acid in my veins.
Tumultuous twisting in my gut.
I am finding my way blind
In this storm.
(I see the Angels everytime lightening strikes)
This confusion has left
Obstructions I stumbled upon,
My visibility restricted to my hands
As i catch myself.
Waiting for lightening
To cauterize the ache.
(I see Angels everytime it strikes)
Oct15
Rain
Mama never made us come inside
When it rained.
That is how i know that it is just like any other day,
whether sunny or stormy.
Embrace each day as if as beautiful
As the next.
It does not matter the weather,
It matters your heart
your eyes,
your soul.
May19
Saturation
She dances in the rain without hesitation,
Unaware of the beauty she brings to the storm.
For even the raindrops
Relish the journey as they free fall from
Heaven,
Praying to be the lucky ones.
The ones to touch her.
Anticipating the precise moment
Of
Contact,
Aching for
Unified saturation.
Jul18
Firestorm
In the rain she hides her
Insanity.
In the firestorm
She comes
Alive.
She rides the wind
And becomes the mayhem
While
Others run and hide.
She
Laughs in the
Eye
Of
The
Storm
And has learned to call it home.
May12
The Storm
She stood in the kitchen and looked out the window.
She gasped at what she saw.
Her shoulders dropped and her arms went limp.
Hanging her head and turning her gaze to the floor
She whispered softly to herself,
“I just don’t think I can do it anymore.
I
Cannot make it
Through
Another
Storm.”
A silent, lonely tear rolled down her cheek.
Then she felt his hand on her shoulder.
“My precious Angel,
Why do you cry?”
“Look at me here,” she replied.
“My clothes are all tattered and torn. I am a mess and still weak from the last storm.”
He stood in front of her then
And with a loving hand lifted her chin so
He could meet her eyes and softly said,
“When the storm comes, and we know it will,
Whatever you do this time just hold me tight and
Don’t
Let
Go
Like you have done before.
Together we can love through anything.
You don’t have to stand alone like you always do.
You have never had to do it by yourself,
But you instinctively let go.
Don’t let go.
Hold on.
Hold on.
Hold on through the storm.”
Dec1
When It’s Raining
She only comes out
When it’s
Storming.
The raindrops embrace
Her tears.
She only comes out
When it’s
Raining.
The thunder hides
Her cries
As she trembles in
Fear.
She only smiles
At clouds
And butterflies.
Likes the sun in her eyes.
And now
She’s standing at the bus stop
Laughing out loud.
You see,
She knows no one else
Can
See the Angels
Keeping company
With the
Lonely people
As they
Pass her by.
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