Best Lighting And Thunder Poems


Never Forget That All Love Is Eventually Lost-

I once walked in the falling snow holding your hand
I was always warm even if it was frozen outside
and in the summer we would tiptoe in the sand
but like the sea your love has changed its tide
you said things weren't the same as before
and made me not want to love anymore
 
you and I would lie under the shooting stars
and forget that we were humans too
promising each other we would make it far
but both the promises and stars fell into the blue
you've left me lying alone on that grassy floor
and made me not want to love anymore 
 
when times get quiet all I do is wonder
if you are thinking about me as well
especially during storms of lighting and thunder
and when, behind us, moonlit shadows fell
you lost the time for me and the ability to adore
and made me not want to love anymore
 
I once couldn't be happier like a innocent child
whenever we would sleep together at night
you'd close your eyes and I just always smiled
but you were confused on what was wrong and right
and like your eyes, you soon closed my heart's door
and made me not want to love anymore

Mywalking Stick

There is a big Eucalyptus tree right behind where I live
The trunk is large, with the branches straight and long
When the Arizona Sun is blazing down, makes nice shade
Even when branches die, they still have more to give
At sunset, a breeze will blow through the leaves like a song
The day is over and dues are paid

One recent summer's eve, storm clouds boiled in the West
A quick sand storm, lighting and thunder everywhere
A hard driving rain all night, streets ran bank to bank
The old tree stood fast, passed the test
A dead twisted limb laid on the ground, like saying a prayer
For the state that it was in, had only God to thank

Out of bed at five, hot cup of coffee in my hand
Went outside to make an overall inspection
Was everything still standing, or had everything washed away?
The early morning air was fresh, rain had bathed the land
Looked up and down the street, then in a westerly direction
The old fallen branch, there it lay

It caught my eye, seemed to be the right size
From past work injuries, my knees would go out every now and then
The branch needed a friend and I needed a walking stick
Picked it up,it was around waist high, I knew I had a prize
My work was cut out, had to give a new skin
Some sand paper, couple coats of varnish would do the trick

Took off the old gray scale, down to yellow wood with brown grain
Patched the cracks, so it would not split, couple of wraps of bailing wire
By God, it was starting to show some character
We started to smile and I had a good cane
Like a miracle, saved from the fire
Now as one, we walk together
© Danny Nunn  Create an image from this poem.

The Fortress of Love

THE FORTRESS OF LOVE


Every marriage has its bumps in the road
And they can pop up at any time.
We must learn to navigate them safely 
With fairness, faith and open mind.

No matter how far in your marriage you’ve gone
The highway of love has its rules.
The excitement of sex, trust and affection
Never tolerates self-serving fools.

They say marriages are made in heaven,
But so are tornadoes, lighting and thunder.
Cold hearts and hot heads never solve anything
They just destroy what we love by blunder.

 Boredom, frustration, irritations and anger
 Douse the spark between you and your mate.
 More of the same fails to feed love’s flame
 Till you wake up to find it’s too late

Human touch sustains the release of endorphins
For both the giver and receiver.
Never be afraid to hug your partner.
For the language of touch is a reliever.

Always remember to support your spouse
When times of dilemma arise.
The fortress of love will sustain your marriage 
If you speak less and listen more, you’re wise.

By Tom Zart
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Premium Member An Angel Sees His Face

He loves to watch her bathe in the moonlight.
The silver light casts an unearthly glow!
In shadowed bushes he stays through the night.

Watching her intently no one can know.
Him, a fallen one entranced by her grace.
The silver light casts an unearthly glow!

A guardian angel without a face.
This night his choice to take on human form.
Him, a fallen one entranced by her grace.

As sky darkens he feels the coming storm.
Tumultuous waves dragging her under!
This night his choice to take on human form.

He screams out amidst lighting and thunder!
Battle for her life lost to raging Sea.
Tumultuous waves dragging her under...

She is taken, now an angel to be.
Battle for her life lost to raging Sea.
She loves to watch him bathe in the moonlight.
In shadowed bushes she stays through the night!


For Debbie Guzzi's Angel Contest.

I exchanged she for he in the last stanza. Hopefully you will allow a bit of poetic licence.

Foolish Man

Foolish man 
Says there is no God
And that the universe was created from chaos
But what this poor simpleton did not know
Was that the sun did not shine by accident
And the moon did not rise by mistake
Foolish man says there is no God
And that the man evolved from apes
But evolution is a blunder
The Lord who made lighting and thunder
Made everything in a perfect order
Foolish man says there is no God and question His existence
But the Lord created time
And He controls men’s mind
A world driven by sin
Will always be in a mess
But if you let the Sheppard lead you
You are sure to make success
Foolish man says there is no God
And argues that destiny is a joke
But a no man on this earth wishes to be broke
And if wishes were horses beggars will fly
And if all men could conquer fate
Then no man will die
Foolish man says there is no God
And argues that he has never since His face
But the face of the Lord is on every man’s face irrespective of his race
Foolish man says there is no God
And he claims that every event in the world has a rational explanation
But he could not explain what happened on the 23 of February
When his helicopters vanish
Or he suddenly started speaking Spanish
And he pondered and he pondered and he pondered
Foolish man says there is no God 
And he thinks he has secrets hidden in vaults
But the Lord is omnipresent
And no matter what you do
He will see you and can stop you even before you are through

Don'T Worry

It looks like rain.
There will be a storm with lighting and thunder. 
The sky is full of black clouds.
The scene is terrific, 
And you are alone, 
But don't worry,  the white and the purity of your heart
Will remove the dark clouds
And it will be ok again.

It is raining cats and dogs.
It is hailing,
The scene is horrible, 
And you are alone,
But,  don't worry,  the warmth of your heart
Will melt the shower of stones
And it will be ok again.

The rain had stopped. 
The rainbow appeared in the sky.
The scene is mirific.
And you are alone,
But don't worry, the loneliness will dissappear
Because, of course, there is someone who loves you.


The Well of Dreams

Black foggy darkness swallowing me whole
enveloping me in madness I can't seem to control
dripping smoothly down my throat it stings
horrible grotesque aftertaste it brings
clamping tighter can't breathe, lungs burst
grasping the lasting soul dream to quench my thirst
plunging head first I tear through asunder 
crashing off these empty walls like sharp lighting and thunder
light breaks, a dawn thrust forth and born again
Ascending I break the surface towards the sky 
a blue and white rhapsody of ribbons floating by
sparkling droplets shimmer in my eyes
i awaken, my dream has ended.

The Zeal

Determination lives deep within, 
It never dies, always keeps shining, 
Determination to grow stronger, 
and make good better. 
Determination to become wiser, 
and make evil weaker. 
It's never too easy, 
to wake up to reality, 
and realize that you are still weary, 
of the burden that has befallen thee. 
It never too easy, 
to cast all your nets wide, 
just to pull it back, 
with no fish trapped inside.
Its never too easy, 
to walk the good path, 
and take a step back, 
for the road before you is full of traps. 
It never too easy, 
to think about quitting, 
for all you have been dreaming, 
is only a destination without the journey.

Determination and ambition, 
qualities we need on this mission, 
to walk on the valley of the shadow of evil, 
illuminating the dark and bringing light to all people. 
Motivation and wisdom, 
virtues we hold close to control, 
all our vision and make the right decisions, 
till we get what He has promised at the end of this mission.  
We match, 
in the midst of lighting and thunder, 
we match,
the storm high above us, 
we match. 
We can, 
and will, 
emerge,
victorious.
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Stormy Night

Stormy Night

The night was dark and it was stormy.
It was raining hard. They were all alone
in that big house. Everybody had left.
He was sitting on the living room sofa.
She was sitting on a dinning room chair.

They had known eachother since they
were very young. They were in love, but
their families would not understand their
relationship.

The lights started blinking as the storm kept 
getting worst. She was afraid and started to 
shake. He just waited - he knew that she 
would come to him.

The lights went out. The house got dark.
The lighting and thunder made her scared.
She got up from the chair and ran to him.
She needed to be hugged.

She jumjed on the sofa and into his arms.
He held her close. Locked in his arms -
she knew that she was safe.

Just then the door opened and the lights 
came on. Their family had come home.
What they saw was their two pets in each
other's arms. A cat and a dog.

The Death Between Us

Lonely nights and days
	Dreaming of a woman that did not exist
Moments of memories without substance
	waiting for my soul-mate to stumble into my life
That's when I found her between my consuming thoughts
	Ariabelle: A piece of my heart

Each morning, I awake beside her
	Wondering if we shared our night's dreams
Shared moments together absent of memories

This morning the air was full of ghosts
	I could feel them in the morning breeze
Cold as her skin in winter's snow

Today had an eerie beauty to it
	A moment caught in time
That would never fade away

In the car, we drove to the music of Gothic opera
	Down the newly paved asphalt streaming through the trees
On our way to the marina to sail together for the first time 
	Between the closing curtains of day
That's when I told her about how perfect today felt
	About my feelings of death today

What would happen if I died
	Could you ever survive
Between now to the afterlife

Would you be-able to be happy again
	Smiles like moon-light
After the raining of your heart

Could you be strong for me
	Live for both of us
With the part of myself that's inside
	
Sailing together through the lapping waves
	Feels like we are on an alien world
The heaven starts to brew with a storm
	Cloaking the moonlight and stars
Wind starts to blow our ship on destiny's course
	Where I must depart from you for now

Overboard I fell into the freezing water
	Screams echoing from my love
Into the rain, lighting, and thunder

Spiraling down the depths of the ocean
	Life flashing through my eyes
Holding on as bubbles drift away like angels

Trying to dream one last time
	What it will be like when we see each-other again
After death's nap

Life after death
	No heaven or hell
Just a remit of energy deteriorating away
	Trying to exist for one moment more
My eyes unable to express
	All of the emotions that I feel
	
One last time together
	Lying beside my love in bed
Watching her cry herself to sleep

Last words never to be heard
	Ghost whispers in the wind
My heart unsure where to begin

Therefore we just sleep and dream
	That perhaps before I'm gone
We can be together again in forgotten memories

Pirate's Life

The ship has set sail
Through the lighting and thunder
The pirates all ready
For adventure  and plunder

The rain hits the deck
They all sing a chantee 
They raised their sails through
A storm thick they can't see

This does not scare them 
They keep sailing onward
Captain cries out portside
He spotted a flying songbird

With speed we will catch them
They cannot flee from our sight
For the wind is to our backs
To carry us swiftly to fight

The cannons were fired 
They boarded swords drawn
Fight with me lads
You will be rich before long 

They make with quick haist 
Of the ship and the crew
Captain yells good job men
Now let's get the dublooms

Captain looks to the survivor
Said I'll show mercy this day
There is room on my crew 
Sail with me and get paid 

We shall travel near and far
Plunder ship to ship
We shall gets lots of treasure
My crew I'll drink with

Adventure is a pirate's life 
Your my crew and I'm your captain
This ship is our home 
And the sea is our captive 

Written. 12-30-18
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Premium Member God Rains Down In My Heart

(the sound of rain, a storm)


As I fathom the sounds of jubilee;
Raindrops, falling, raindrops falling down on me
Showering, blundering, drenching all around up and down and on top of me;
I feel the breathes, I see the rain;

And I'm wet of the tears from heaven;
and I'm blessed by the lighting and thunder falling down;
Falling down, drenching me, wetting me from my head to my knees;

so why am I running. . .
Stay, stand still feel the rampart;
Feel the blessings from God's rain;
Showering blessings though I can't comprehend it;
Everything's flesher after the rain;

Stay, stand still feel the ramparts;
Feel the precise part;
Oh, what a beautiful start;
As God rains down in my heart;

So why you still running;
Stay, stand, stand still and feel the rampart;
Let's start feeling the blessings though I can't comprehend it;
Everything's flesher after the rain;

better, don't you feel better;
flesh, clean, so clear don't you feel better after the rain;
God rains down in my heart;
So I now feel better after the rain;

And after all;
From the heavens, from glory, to the rain lands turn waterfalls;
I have it, I have it, I got it all;
So wet, soaken wet, yet I'm blessed;
Cause God rains down in my heart;
And given me a new start;

I have it, yes got it all His showered blessings;
and after all;
From the heavens  rom glory to the rain lands turns to waterfalls;
I have it all;
I shall not fall;
Because God is showering me with He presents;
Tho, I've sinned and yes I too fell, but live to tell;

that I feel better, fresh clean so clear;
drenched from the heavenly;
This is what God done to me;
As He reigns , He rain down in my heart;
Staying, standing here to feel the rampart;
Feeling the joys precise gifted part;
Of what this is a beautiful start;
As God rains down in my heart;

As I fathomed the sounds of jubilee;
Raindrops, rain from God falling on me;

Showering, glistering, thundering, blundering all around me;
Now I'm drenched in His love from end to start;
God rains down in my heart;


Written by James Edward Lee Sr. (c)2007
July 31 2007
From the anthology  "More Than An Apple Tree"

Heartbroken Past

Many times life has left me with a puddle full of misery to soak in
Many times life has left me heartbroken
These feelings can't be put into words and spoken
It's a heavy feeling nobody ever gets used to
So many times in my life I have been used too
Everyday I feel like I could just go under
Just when it seems to get bright and sunny it begins to lighting and thunder
Poets and writers are filled with misery and pain
These are things I cannot explain
Some days I wake up feeling like I've been hit by a train
I hope those reading this don't go through these times of grief
These feelings are so hard to live with and death would be such a relief
During times like these you need to turn over a new leaf
Make a better life somehow someway
Make the changes that you need today
Or life will forever be grey

Our Life.

we know when it rains it pours,
   we know how love walks on the sea shore,
        in storms of lighting and thunder we still ask for more,
a mother in-law, my sisters kids our boy and girl,
    every morning we wake packing on our backs the world,
          seams like from morning till we put the dog to bed it's all a swirl,
pay check to pay check at times trying to hold on to the middle class,
    one car as we car pool a 3:30 am bike ride to work saying "this too shall pass
         and as we sit paying the bills with little left we take time to sit and laugh,
through the holidays with what we need and nothing to spare,
    we open our doors our wallets with out thoughts to share,
         it's our way , it's what we do, it's how we show to whom ever we care,
life is not perfect there's hills and valleys and no place to hide,
    I know the grass may be greener on the other side,
          but I purifier to hold your hand on this ride.

Brown Boy Dreams

Brown boy sleeps with his head on his grandmothers lap, 
 
She combs his pitch black hair as he drifts off
 
Brown boy dreams, of a world with the light stolen by thieves from a different land
 
he dreams of lighting and thunder, forces of destruction that clouds the light 
 
Brown boy awakens, It was just a dream

Brow boy dreams, dreams of a time where he can never let go of his grandmothers grasp

he looks up into the clouds, he sees a bright light, 

He dreams, and sees a dragon, 

Scared, brown boy awakens, it was just a dream
Brown boy dreams of his grandmother revealing her sword and luring the dragon.
 
He dreams of his grandmother fighting the dragon and he just stares in amazement 
 
But as she drops her sword the dragon attacks
 
And his dream fills with the sounds of
Brown boy dreams, he picks up his grandmothers sword

Hes never stood up to the dragon

Brown boy dreams, of his grandmother teaching him how to survive, 

He dreams, and as the dragon dives right for him 

Hes met head first with the tip of the sword

Brown boy dreams,

And he dreams

And he dreams
As the dragon falls to the ground,

Rises his grandmother holding hands

With a line of those who came before 

Brown boy Greets his ancestors for the first time, 

he welcomed them home, 
for good

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