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Raging Storm

When the storm raged, I stood by the river.
Neptunian furrows bloom when I frown.
Navy blue lightning struck my brow, shiver.
When the storm raged, I stood by the river.
Striving to crook and praise the sky silver.
The wind is blowing then the tide will sound.
When the storm raged, I stood by the river.
Neptunian furrows bloom when I frown.

Written: March 12, 2023

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Sara Kendrick March 13, 2023 at 12:41 PM I like your triolet. They are not so easy to write but you have done well. Thanks for sharing and for dropping by my pages with comments. Sara

Frances Schiavina March 13, 2023 at 7:56 AM Very beautiful poem with hidden meaning of staying by the river and taking its beating flowing with the energy of life.

Valsa George March 12, 2023 at 10:02 PM Beautiful and enticing scene ! Gorgeous images too. Lovely triolet, dear Lasaad

Demetrios Trifiatis March 12, 2023 at 1:18 PM Neptunian imagery that only your pen could pay justice to, my dearest friend, Lasaad! Be blessed!

Jim Slaughter March 12, 2023 at 11:39 AM This piece is very enigmatic, S S...just like the rock sculpture in the picture. I can only imagine what "Neptunian furrows" must be like.

Evelyn Judy Buehler March 12, 2023 at 11:19 AM 'Navy blue lightning struck my brow, shiver.' Gorgeous images, Lasaad. This is a fave. :)

Anne-Lise Andresen March 12, 2023 at 8:00 AM - Beautifully described, Las :) - hugs