Robin L. Gass Poet Free verse

Brainstorm

Thunderclap of thoughts
            twirling
  swirling
                spinning faster
 frenzy of feelings
                          headed for disaster
       black clouds building
     once again
lightening bolts piercing
                             flashing
     on stormy seas
               waves are crashing
                       in my mind
   I'm everywhere
                      and no where
tossed about
                from place
to place
               filling up with doubt
tears stain my face
                         they spill out like rain
          in torrents
                        pouring
                                 down
cyclone in my brain
                        I'm up
                               I'm down
      with thoughts that tear
                          and confound
pieces of my mind
                fall to the ground
                             they scatter all around
by winds of change
                     as the storm rages on
                              in my brain

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Benjamin Bartley September 10, 2024 at 10:34 AM Again, poetrysoup is bring us back the greats this week! I really can relate to your poem here. Thanks for sharing.

Maryam Jameela Haniff January 16, 2009 at 12:50 PM nice styling, though there is a lot going on in your mind. I hope it clears up soon!...beautiful write.....Maryam

Barbara Gorelick January 16, 2009 at 11:47 AM This is so full of torment..wonderful write though..I too like the format..it adds alot to the content. BG

Elaine George January 16, 2009 at 8:10 AM Very vivid discription of a Brain Storm. Well done!, Robin. Love, Lainie

Christopher Higgins January 16, 2009 at 5:10 AM So much going on in this piece Robin. This is painful because I can feel the confusion and the torrents of anguish that resides in the head of this voice. Love the formation of the words, it lends to the theme of the piece. Great job my friend.

Sharon Winter January 16, 2009 at 4:41 AM The physical appearance of your poem adds to the confusion and chaos within your words. Clever title. Hope things clear up soon. Excellent write. Love, Shar