Valsa George Poet Free verse

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May- 24- 2025

This or That. Vol. 33. Poetry Contest

Sponsor- Edward Ibeh

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Along With the Thunder

The sky looks so irate and angry today.
Dark clouds strut and stamp along the sky.
Lightnings hoisted high move like tilt walkers.
Slithering sparks slice the lump of darkness into pieces.

Thunder rumbles, its loud screams shatter the peace.
The ear- splitting ‘boom’ makes one cringe in fear.
Through the leaves, the wind is whipping hard,
Announcing the arrival of an impending rain.
Soon water drops lash down adding special effects.

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The transition from a clear sky to an ebony one,
Was too sudden with the hot summer day cooling off
And winds blowing from all directions and silver droplets
From heavens falling, whispering and telling of love.

Is not love, like a thunderstorm overwhelming and intense?
It comes unexpected, consuming one whole from head to foot,
Flashing like lightning and pouring like rain, 
Flooding to the brim, allowing all desolation drown,
Making one dance like a peacock with strut feathers.

But sometimes it comes crashing like thunder, 
Splitting our limbs, tearing us asunder and bringing us pain.
Love at times is so brief, like the tropical storm~
Not more than a flash of lightning, a painful memory.

All depends on the angle through which we view things.
Instead of fearing the raging storm and the lightning
That come along with the thunder,
Feel the rush of energy all across your senses
And allow the vibration, course through your veins,
Shaking loose the lethargy and inertia from you.

When it rains, don’t look down on the puddles below,
But wait hopefully for the spectrum of colours,
Arching beautifully in the cerulean sky and rejoice!

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Ann Peck June 12, 2025 at 6:12 PM This is a masterpiece, like thunder itself! "Love at times is so brief, like the tropical storm~Not more than a flash of lightning, a painful memory..."Every line of your poem is so beautiful, dear Valsa. Congratulations!

Krishnanand Guptar June 4, 2025 at 7:58 AM Sincere congratulations dear friend on your top win in Ibeh`s contest with a wonderful poem filled with imagery equating love to thunderstorm. It must have taken you quite some time to pen it down. Pleased to be hearing from you after being away for some time. Wish you a pleasant day.

Edward Ibeh June 2, 2025 at 8:07 AM Valsa, heartiest congratulations on your top win in my contest with this superb piece! Valsa George June 3, 2025 at 6:07 AM Thank you so much dear Edward. Feel so honored for getting the top position. Sorry, couldn't respond earlier as I was away on a tour to Thailand. Just got back home today.

Bj Legros Kelley May 28, 2025 at 6:20 PM Well written Valsa, and so true. Another beautiful masterpiece from your beautiful pen!

Silent One May 25, 2025 at 10:10 AM My dear friend - Your poem beautifully captures the raw energy of a thunderstorm and transforms it into an extended metaphor for love, powerful, consuming, sometimes painful, and always unforgettable. The imagery is vivid and dramatic, with lines like “Slithering sparks slice the lump of darkness” and “dance like a peacock with strut feathers” bringing both the storm and emotion to life. The transition from chaos to calm, from fear to acceptance, mirrors the emotional transformation we undergo in love and life.

Ink Empress May 25, 2025 at 7:04 AM Ah sweet valsa, what a profound and powerful take on the prompt! The descriptive nature of your word weaving and flow of lines and how youv painted imagery is so very soulful and has a meaningful touch to it which truly hits so deep! I really love how youv ended with such wise words especially "When it rains, don’t look down on the puddles below, But wait hopefully for the spectrum of colours, Arching beautifully in the cerulean sky and rejoice!" So deep and uplifting and true! Pleasure reading your poem! Sending you light always! Best wishes for the contest! This is. A new fave for me

Sam Kauffman May 24, 2025 at 5:20 PM What a beautiful poem for the contest, dearest friend! Which amazing image or poetic phrase do I chose to highlight. I especially love the last verse inviting us to look up and experience the miracle of the rainbow born from sun and storm. Best wishes for the contest, dear Valsa! Blessings of rainbows to you!

Joseph P. DiMino May 24, 2025 at 10:19 AM "Is not love, like a thunderstorm overwhelming and intense? It comes unexpected, consuming one whole from head to foot," Ain't that the truth. Been delightfully burned more than once. No regrets. "Love at times is so brief, like the tropical storm~ Not more than a flash of lightning, a painful memory." -- "Feel the rush of energy all across your senses And allow the vibration," -- Love is life's passion casino.... Love it!

Hilda Greenhough May 24, 2025 at 8:48 AM This is a great tribute to thunder and his brother lightening. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Oh, such energy. It might even be more thrilling in a ship at sea.

Sotto Poet May 24, 2025 at 7:19 AM Such a fantastic poem, dear Valsa, the major topic is around a rainstorm as a metaphor for love, examining its duality—intense and overpowering yet also capable of bringing sorrow and despair. The poem explores how love, like a storm, can be both beautiful and devastating. It invites readers to embrace its intricacies rather than fear them. The language is vibrant and expressive, using powerful images to depict the turbulent experiences of both storms and love. The words "irate," "slithering sparks," "ear-splitting," and "cringe" convey a feeling of urgency and intensity. The opposing phrases, such as "love" and "pain," emphasize the poem's examination of opposites. Valsa George May 24, 2025 at 9:59 PM Dear Lasaad, I don't know how much I love your comments. You always understand my poem the way, I mean it and express it in wonderful words. I appreciate your sincerity and feel obliged for the time you spend on it. Thank you so much for it.