Michael Thompson Poet Free verse

I Sit Here Alone

I sit here alone in the night looking out at the horizon
watching as the gathering storm clouds are outlined 
by flashes of lightning in the inky blackness

The wind begins lashing at the trees as the fury 
of the storm draws ever nearer and the rolling
cascade of thunder reaches my ears

The raw energy within the towering clouds remind 
me of you and a pang of longing flows through me
at the memory of those days and nights together

It was a time when our love was fanned by the
winds of passion and desire and it burned white 
hot like the lightning flashing across the skies

But all too soon the winds calmed and the passion
faded and you simply turned and walked away... 
leaving in your wake the wreckage of our love 

The pouring rain forces me from my memories as
the heat of remembered passion is cooled and 
brokenheartedly I sit here alone...

mkt
2017

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Gayle Rodd December 27, 2020 at 11:43 AM ooo I had to get my tissues for this one. Incredibly moving and sad. Michael Thompson January 3, 2021 at 9:51 PM Thank you Gayle

Emile Pinet March 21, 2017 at 2:34 PM An outpouring of emotions that surges up from the heart and splashes against the page. Like a cleansing rain the author pours out his soul and feels saddened by the experience. Emile.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 20, 2017 at 9:33 PM Excellent write Michael, the imagery married with emotion and movement through an entire love affair, sweeping. So much in so few perfectly chosen words. 7 :)

Darlene De Beaulieu March 20, 2017 at 1:54 PM Micheal, this is a sad love poem.A well written sad love poem. It made me feel sad. A 7. just the same I enjoyed this poem.