The Storm

today it stormed inside the house
while outside it was sunny and warm
it thundered and rained so very hard
it was no ordinary storm

the winds they raged in every direction
and made the rain fly and not fall
some rain few upward through the wind
in the cyclones many claws

then the calm of the storm finally came
i could see the sun so calm and new
it was just like a day in spring had come 
except for the damages that storms do

but suddenly again the tempest it raged
the wind seemed to blow out the other end
i'll hold on tight with all my strength and might 
knowing my storm is you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Kendrick Avatar
December 12, 2010 at 5:57 PM
Congratulations on your win..Sara
Dietrich Avatar
December 2, 2010 at 8:05 PM
This is very interesting, john, and that last line is very powerful. Congrats on your place in this contest. LUv , Andrea
Devonshire Avatar
December 1, 2010 at 7:03 AM
Dear John, I'm glad to see this poem get the recognition it deserves. Congratulations on your win! Love, Carolyn
Brown Avatar
December 1, 2010 at 5:07 AM
Congratulations on your well deserved win John iii in Thvia's contest. Love, Carol
Mehta Avatar
November 30, 2010 at 11:48 PM
John - Many Congrats for big win in contest.... Luv/Best wishes.....Hitendra Mehta
Sweetheart Avatar
November 30, 2010 at 7:51 PM
Congrats John on your big win in Thvia's contest with this excellent entry my friend.. enjoy your top spot for a top notch entry tonight with luv..
Duffin Avatar
November 23, 2010 at 9:54 AM
Hi John. I've sailed through a few storms like this. Always remember they do blow out and the new calm is wonderful. Thanks for your comment. I have just started writing so am feeling my way. I was using contests as an exercise. I will rein back. Thanks for the advice and for this great piece. Eamon
Smalling Avatar
November 17, 2010 at 5:20 PM
There is one who still the storms, my friend, and he is never asleep ... he may seem silent, but is never still when we call on him. Another great register of the human need, John. Bravo
Haick Avatar
November 16, 2010 at 10:34 PM
Those wild storms...I've come to the conclusion that they're meant to make us stronger John. And repairs can be made to our spirit in time. Soup Mail Love, Audrey
Burton Avatar
November 14, 2010 at 6:40 PM
Enjoyed this piece here and also its been a while since I've been on here. Have a great night and enjoyed the read.
Babcock Avatar
November 14, 2010 at 3:14 PM
The storm sometimes rages inside but by going through the storm we gain courage and perseverence . God Bless Phyl
Devonshire Avatar
November 14, 2010 at 7:42 AM
When accommpanied by heavy winds, the rain does seem to blow in every direction, John. You created quite an image of this storm and then hit us with a touching, ironic twist at the end. Excellent work, dear friend, you should enter this in Thvia's "clever analogies" contest. Definitely one for my favorites. Much love, Carolyn
Shetley Avatar
November 13, 2010 at 8:55 PM
What a great surprise analogy in the final stanza! Enjoyed this very much!
Rhinem Avatar
November 13, 2010 at 7:31 PM
Smile ~ An eternity in Paradise compared unto this but a flicker amid time; albeit the valley of the shadow of death yet, what is death but a door &, there should be rejoicing, much more than not I do believe but, "I Do 'Love Your Soul John, 'Always,' & All You Love," John! ~ Smile, "Beautifully Profound & Soulful Poe;" Bye!:) ~
Rhinem Avatar
November 13, 2010 at 7:26 PM
Smile ~ Here's a brotherly kiss of love my dear friend, coupled with a kind warm hug for, but another it somehow regretfully seems, storm amid yóur precious life ~ You know, I realize that "Your Treasures" are a man of "God" but, this being true then, why does "Your Brightness" seem to sometimes suffer so knowing that, "Your Place In Heaven" has been reserved ~ ....Cont:)
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November 13, 2010 at 6:48 PM
Courage, my friend. You have many friends here, John, as I am too. I've found writing poetry to be a great therapy, am surmising your posting today is helpful in that regard. It sure is a good one. To answer your question-yes, anger is not only a cry for love, but a form of fear...fear of loss, I would guess. Consult Hawkins' Map of Consciousness to see that he puts anger 2 levels up from fear & only 2 levels down from courage, so take heart. You're on your way toward love & ultimately, peace.
Wellington Avatar
November 13, 2010 at 5:24 PM
Remember there is always a calm before the storm my friend, so batten up!!! Thanks for reading me. Luv, Joy (Jew)
Dufresne Avatar
November 13, 2010 at 5:11 PM
Well described violent storm within.... I certainly hope you can find peaceful shelter and catch the rainbow at the end, my friend
Mehta Avatar
November 13, 2010 at 4:48 PM
It's a delicious storm you have experienced I think, john
Kendrick Avatar
November 13, 2010 at 4:25 PM
Great one, John...I am glad that I chose this one to read..I feel the storm with you...Sara
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