Charles Messina Poet Verse

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No matter how bad the storm is...the sun will eventually shine again.

Keep the faith...there is a God :)

The Silver Lining

In its thunderous voice, the sky spoke 
"Let the rains fall upon you" 
"Beware the hurricanes" ...the wind screamed 
Electricity filled the atmosphere
Gods raised their rods 
Forests trampled by mudslides 
Snow blanketed the plains, and... 
The deserts oases claimed to be real 
Then, 
Showing its face; the sun 
Spoke in warmth...
 "Life"
Let there be!

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Estela Canama September 6, 2023 at 4:21 AM Such a wonderful expression of God's goodness despite of the storms in life. Great and inspiring poem!

Linda Alice Fowler September 5, 2023 at 7:48 AM This is so darn clever Charlie. Let there be, indeed! Very clever. :)

Sara Kendrick August 29, 2023 at 2:42 PM Ahhh!! So far, no matter what the earth and its surroundings keep on being. Thank you for sharing this one with us and for dropping by my page with congratulations and letting me know I placed in your contest. I am honored to be on the list. Sara

Valsa George August 29, 2023 at 9:01 AM Adversities will eventually disappear and the sun will shine again. A poem charged with great hope in the concluding lines. Great penning dear Charlie !

Andrea Dietrich August 29, 2023 at 6:51 AM Love this, Charles. Shows such hope.

Deb M August 29, 2023 at 6:03 AM The sun has amazing power to uplift the human spirit! A lovely write Charlie! Debx

Heidi Sands August 21, 2023 at 12:03 PM Very nice Charlie! I love the ending too :)

Speaks Volumes August 20, 2023 at 9:01 PM The sun bestows so many gift to we mortals. Light and warmth, are just a few of its life giving properties. Its even responsible for the rain. Without its heat to evaporate the water, that will become rain, there would be none. We exist because of the sun (and God's Grace to keep it burning) Your poem is a wonderful tribute to the power of our sun. Well done Charlie. A favorite.