Best Quiet Before The Storm Poems

I remember the look
In those big brown eyes
As you’d smile and laugh
And leave me hypnotized

I remember the touch
Of your hands so soft
How you’d hug and...

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My fingers grasp at the void, empty-handed...
My heart lingers at hollowness, emptied out...
reminiscent when time got wrinkled, worn
when night and day left,
and only nothing remained.

The...

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by Kerinth Campbell


I walk before you, all the time
Yet I have always been right here.
I hear your calls
I anticipate your sighs
I know in the silent...

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In the red desert of the rising sun  
In the surrealness of its silence  
The sky turned grey and ominous  
Amidst the...

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Im stillen Kornfeld dort,
wo sie verborgen lag,
des Schnitters Sense,
da liegt jetzt sein Grab.
Und nur der Wind
verweht das letzte Wort,
das niemand mehr vernehmen mag.

Bezwinge deine Seele
und...

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HUSH ....

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The katydid clings to my chair
Utters not a noise
A golden sun peeks from beyond
Through gray clouds only choice

The white illumination shines
Gives a glow under clouds
As...

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“I Am”, said God to Moses
You tell the Israelites:
“I AM has sent me to you”.
I Am the truth and light.

I am the very air you...

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Evil Shadow

The quiet before the storm, 
is more sinister...
than it has ever been. 
Because, 
there has never been a squall, 
like the one ahead.

Food, energy...

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January first twenty thirteen
This New Year's first day nearly gone
It is warm, cloudy, unsettled_
Don't know what will be shown

It looks like snow, but much too...

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Can you hear that? 
It's the quiet before the storm 
Lets take the tour. 
You may have seen one similar.... 


Silence takes over the meadow...

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Beauty graced the sky and earth that very day
Master painter's painbrush painted the clouds some with apricot~ such a hue
Surrounding these with three shades of...

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I AM LISTENING FOR MY GOD TO CALL

I gotta get closer
To the Lord 
I must come closer open up my heart
And listen
I must…
Hush!!! Be still
Listen
Position...

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Twirling dress of moistened pain
Dancing in the eye of stillness
The quiet before the storm
Dizzy, spinning, arousing feeling
Tears rising skyward, spiraling...
into a tunnel where hope treads...

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To accept and absorb the grief
Of something that only you complete
That soft touch that element of care
My soul longs for your touch
The way you saw...

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