Silent One Poet Free verse

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January Rain

Chaotic rain divulges errantly
how can this be God’s poetry
it plunders like a tsunami
the Devil’s masterpiece

How can this be mercy
torrent waters surge
floods creating oceans
inescapable drowning

Each rain drop becomes louder
caught in the line of fire
no escaping the bullets
tranquil peace destroyed

Peaceful melodies are lost
storms reflect unpleasant music
senseless evil heavy metal lyrics
no purpose – shouting and screaming

Doused, drenched, engulfed
suffocating – soaking strain
where is Noah and his Ark?
Will this barricade conclude

The Silent One
Originally written 7 January 2016
Repost: 1 January 2018

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Ink Empress September 13, 2023 at 10:44 AM Oh this came up on soups home page, so good to read an old poem of yours, so deep and philosophical too, that conveys so much in such eloquence. I especially loved “ senseless evil heavy meta lyrics” once upon q time heavy metal lyrics were my comfort. Haha loved this side of u

Anitha Jayasankar January 29, 2021 at 12:32 AM S1, this is such a wonderful write by you with great metaphors. Great thoughts of comparison in 'no escape from the bullets' to 'actually there is no escape from emotions and sadness'. Also, loved this line 'senseless evil heavy metal lyrics'... all your poetry is inspiration and a LOT to learn from your magical creations. God bless. ~ Ani

Vladislav Raven January 28, 2019 at 8:59 AM Hi Silent, It can be so depressing, the rain and it does fit in with your emotional write so well. As always. I have to say I love the content. You always write with true emotion and that means the reader can feel the same emotions as one reads. Another deep write from your pen. have a wonderful Monday. Hugs....Mike. XX

Freddie Robinson Jr. July 24, 2018 at 2:03 PM Such visceral beauty this poem bespeaks, SO! I must have missed this because I shut down poetically during the holidays. Great poem tho. Love and smiles.

Shirley Petrandis January 22, 2018 at 3:40 PM You are truly a gifted writer! The symbolism with the rain is meaningful and deep. You should publish a book with your works. Hands down. Silent One January 22, 2018 at 3:43 PM Thank you Shirley, there are four poems about rain I have written, October, November, December and January.. I have no interest in being published, but thank you for you kind comment.

James Swartz January 7, 2018 at 11:33 AM I may be wrong my friend but this is not about rain is it? I think it is about people? Even if I'm wrong this is a strong and magnificent write. We've come to expect nothing less than amazing from you. Silent One January 7, 2018 at 11:36 AM You are right James, it follows on from the October, November and December rain.. It is about emotions, sadness and unable to escape it... Thanks James..

Richard Lamoureux January 4, 2018 at 8:56 AM I love how you finished this one. Me I’ll take rain over snow any day.

Carole Duet January 4, 2018 at 3:01 AM I take it you don't like rain storms. lol I love them...love to watch the lightening. Great poetic expression though. Very descriptive.

Eve Roper January 3, 2018 at 7:54 PM Nicely done. love the rain without the lighting

Paul Callus January 3, 2018 at 4:39 PM Very descriptive and emotionally expressed. I usually love rain, but I admit that sometimes it can be a pest! Regards // paul

Leanne Lovejoy-Burton January 3, 2018 at 5:05 AM Here comes the rain again. Ah, go out and dance in it....Eurythmics. If it takes you, it takes you.

Rhoda Tripp January 2, 2018 at 11:08 AM Reminds me of the flooding conditions years ago in New Orleans. Such devastation. Very emotional write.

Demetrios Trifiatis January 2, 2018 at 7:49 AM Storms are nature's effort to re-establish the balance which was disturbed by Man's thoughtless actions! Great to bring this point into focus in such a convincing way dear S.O.!

Maria Williams January 1, 2018 at 11:41 PM In my belief and that of the ‘guru’s ‘– these disasters result from our own negative energy beaming into the Universe. Effectively we are the ‘Devils’ bringing it on nothing to do with the mythical ‘Devil’. The Universe will protect Mother Nature at all costs. It is effectively ‘shaking its chain’, warning us to change and desist our destructive, wasteful nature and start being caring to our fellow beings. Your excellent poem could coincidently well be a prequel to my earlier Poem ‘For Shame’ which caught the notice of people in different countries – We have it in our own hands…Maria

Susan Ashley January 1, 2018 at 9:19 PM Silent One, your words drip with the mental anguish of misery, despair and depression. I felt immersed in your write, especially in the pain and chaos of your last two stanzas. A superb and emotional write. Warmest wishes ~Susan

Cheryl Hoffman January 1, 2018 at 5:21 PM This poem reminds me of someone going mad while being tortured with water…perhaps Chinese water torture or water boarding…Amazing emotive write Silent One!~Che :)

Suzanne C. Goudreau January 1, 2018 at 4:53 PM An excellent write SO. You captured the emotions of soaking strain. How many people live through this and you captured those moments with captivating enthralled feelings of despair. Excellent descriptions pour through this read. How can this be God's poetry?

Harry Horsman January 1, 2018 at 4:24 PM Amazing poetry, which brings to mind, when living in western australia, how we went nearly a year without rain, now i'm back in the uk, yes i relate oh so well..anyhow the standard of poetry is superb, love it.

Andrea Dietrich January 1, 2018 at 4:13 PM oopsie, I just remembered you don't enter contests!! Sorry I forgot with my comment below!!

Anne-Lise Andresen January 1, 2018 at 2:28 PM - Excellent written ... it is said that Noah's ark is about 4800 years old ~ it's not safe at sea anymore, S.O. :) - Even the luxurious ship Titanic sank into the ocean - The hope must be: Helios the goddess of the sun - Extreme rain is depressing cold and wet - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Silent One January 1, 2018 at 3:30 PM Interesting analogies... Thank you Anne Lise..

Akkina Downing January 1, 2018 at 1:49 PM I've read this on your other site, not sure if I comment on it or not but yeah, a scary sound. However few of the islands back home did experience mud slide from mad rain like this... Beautiful poem as always :) hugs and smiles :) Silent One January 1, 2018 at 3:31 PM Thank you Kina..

Scott Thirtyseven January 1, 2018 at 1:11 PM Sounds awful. You manage to make us feel sodden as we read. Nicely penned. May 2018 be nicer to you. Silent One January 1, 2018 at 3:31 PM ThAnks..

Vijay Pandit January 1, 2018 at 11:35 AM The force of your verses echo the sound of a dreadful rainy day--a picture well painted with words calling for tranquility..well written, Silent One..thanks for posting. Silent One January 1, 2018 at 12:40 PM Thank you Vijay..

Andrea Dietrich January 1, 2018 at 11:35 AM Paints a picture of relentless horror. To imagine a world like Noah and the Ark!! Is it for Laura Loo's contest? For me it is a Blue winter!! Soupmail for ya Silent One January 1, 2018 at 12:40 PM Not for contest... Thank you Andrea..

Judith S January 1, 2018 at 11:26 AM This is just beautiful SO!! Deep, sad, chaotic emotions. Very moving. Sounds almost like madness. Silent One January 1, 2018 at 12:41 PM Thank you Judy..