S is for… STORM
So now it’s your turn. What prompt did you choose? 5. Storm
There is a storm coming
Building coils of dread, tighter
I can feel it in every sharp breath
Is it time for fight or flight
There is a storm coming
But will it wash away
Will it cleanse and repair
Or will pain remain
There is a storm coming
The greyness fills me
A leaden weight within
Like spadefuls of cloying wet sand
There is a storm coming
It’s anger is loud, it brings thunder
The greyness wraps me
In a blanket of familiar pain
There’s a storm coming
Do I hide from the dark
Or dance in the streaks of light
How will I know the difference
That was powerful. I could feel the dread. Well done
This is amazing! So strong & Hope yoiu’re pleased with it!powerful!
Storms evoke so many feelings and I enjoyed your writing. Sometimes I feel frightened and threatened by a storm, at other times excited and also relieved – when a hot muggy day is broken by a storm. I’ve both danced in storms and sought shelter from storms. Great writing!
This is great. Are you familiar with the naturalist poet Mary Oliver? This is very reminiscent of her work. Love it.
Thank you, no I’m not especially up on poets – I tend to be aware of the more well known ones but other than that am a bit of a philistine unfortunately! I do enjoy poetry, will make a point of looking up Mary Oliver x