Sara Kendrick Poet Lay

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Spring Storm

Protractive silence, air that's still
Not a sound from morn's whip-poor-will
There's a growing anxiety
The scene requires sobriety
Zigzag lightnings flash, thunder rolls 
Hairy disturbed as the storm unfolds

Tornado warnings west of here
Just the thought, stirs up fear
Dear God fill me with your sweet peace
From anxiety, bring relief
Let the storm only, bring good rain
From above, these clouds gently tame

Help me do, what I need to do
Give me strength to follow through   

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Valsa George April 9, 2022 at 5:36 AM The ominous stillness and the sudden change into darker skies and blowing wind, portending severe storm---- all so beautifully expressed here ! On such moments we can only pray for less destruction and greater safety ! Sara Kendrick April 9, 2022 at 3:21 PM Valsa, Yes, it is something about the quiet, stillness that says something bad is about to happen. Your visit has been uplifting. Thanks, Sara

Mystic Rose Rose April 6, 2022 at 3:17 PM May all your storms be gentle as falling rain, on a Sunday morning, sending prayerful thoughts your way dear Sara , Faith it up, xo Sara Kendrick April 7, 2022 at 7:53 AM Thank you, Mystic. We did not get anything bad only the rain and lightning. We were all safe just damp and the yard turned into a tributary to the creek below us. Sara

Phyllis Babcock April 6, 2022 at 9:39 AM I could not imagine the stress when it comes to tornado season. Well written Sara. love phyl Sara Kendrick April 7, 2022 at 7:47 AM Phyllis, At least we don't live in tornado alley, but they do happen here but not right here close to us. There have been two very bad ones in the last few years a few miles away. Our son-in-law's brother was killed in a tornado a few years back. They were triplets and this one was exactly like my son-in-law. He had to go in and identify the body which had to have been horrible for him. Thanks for stopping by. Sara

Susan Lawrence April 6, 2022 at 7:24 AM Sara, so emotional. I have a visceral response to the approaching storm. So descriptive. The anxiety and change in the skyline and stillness of the air ever present . Help me do what I need to do . So well expressed. Blessings, Susan :) Sara Kendrick April 7, 2022 at 3:57 AM Susan, When it is going to be bad on some storms, there is a quiet and stillness just before the storm comes. I don't know if the animals can feel the electricity in the air but they seem to know something is going to happen. We did not have any bad storm here but some did below us and above us. I know of one death. Thanks for your visit. Sara

Harry Horsman April 6, 2022 at 6:47 AM Love the anticipation, Sara, afraid of the Tornado, yet wanting the rain, not the destruction. Lovely Poem. Sara Kendrick April 7, 2022 at 3:45 AM Harry, We were spared the bad winds but we did get a large amount of rain with the lightning storms. They have just stopped. I think the prediction for today is some sun. Thanks for the visit. Sara

Victor Buhagiar April 6, 2022 at 2:05 AM I love poems like yours with such emotion. You did well. Sara Kendrick April 6, 2022 at 4:49 AM Thank you, Victor. I appreciate the time spent here. Sara

Andrea Dietrich April 5, 2022 at 7:30 PM I really enjoyed this one and the lay is such a nice form. I see you used it more than once recently Sara Kendrick April 6, 2022 at 4:13 AM Andrea, I found I somewhat like it, but they are not so easy to write. Your visit is appreciated. Sara

Tom Cunningham April 5, 2022 at 8:02 AM You just get rid of winter and now you have these to contend with. Hope you escape the worst of them Sara. Tom Sara Kendrick April 5, 2022 at 8:09 AM Tom, A natural occurrence in this area of the world. Some years are worse than others. Your visit always lifts my spirit. Sara

Quoth Theraven April 5, 2022 at 7:57 AM Sandra, Fine rendering of the storm in this poem. Yet we feel more alive, more vulnerable in their raw power and might. -Richard Sara Kendrick April 5, 2022 at 8:08 AM Richard, Yes, when those spring storms come, we have to be on guard because there can always be a tornado or other winds that come with them. God has protected us and He will continue to do so, but He wants us to use common sense. The county has installed a siren(like an old war air raid siren right at my back door so we should be able to hear it(they check it on Wednesdays and it nearly makes me deaf) and seek shelter. It doesn't work sometimes though..LOL..Your visit is inspiring. Sara