A huge tsunami did not bother these two
Maude McMillian and her twin sister Sue
They got in their shopping cart and rode a wave
Many commented those old gals are brave
We have been in tsunamis worse than this one said
Yes, and we are still alive said her sis, nowhere dead
They laughed and chortled as they blew around the town
Watching street lights and bridges falling swiftly down
This is no big deal, nothing like the storm of 1992
Maude agreed with her identical twin sister Sue
They snatched up a cat, a dog and two rabbits to save
Sparing them from death and an early grave
“Life is like a ship tossed on the wide sea
to journey amidst sunshine and wild waves”.- by author.
Braving the Wild Waves
When wild winter winds bend down mighty trees
And drive many souls to knell on their knees
When flash floods sweep away all on their way
And make many men their pitiless prey,
When stormy gales hurl one`s ship on the reefs
And the crew is immersed in seas of grief
When ahead lies the mouth of a steep cliff
That sounds like the resting place of a grave
Do we yield to scare or brave the wild waves?
Those who brave the storms of life,
taste in full the essence of it,
while
those who seek a shelter to find,
Ignorant of life's thrills, forever, stay!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
19 May 2022
Radiating waves of thoughts unseen,
the battle gallant rages
in sub-hematoma nether places
An invisible clash against dark principalities
from the shadow realm,
the stricken valiant breathe
with unconscious, godly certainty
Braving the acute stillness of the existential void,
the journey to elevated triumphant entry
is fraught with Golgotha mob Pilate crash noise
Imperceptibly the spirit moves righteously,
as the stillness quakes
at each new dawn star rising
And the inert, smitten shell of the battle weary frail
falls into deep watery dreams
of the loving hopeful ...
Moving moments of temporal tears shed —
intimate prayer wishes infinitely cast upwardly well
Dedicated to my late beloved father, Freddie.
Those who brave the storm enjoy more the coming of the calm day!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
15 May 2018
Wild rain stripping your thoughts
and pain away. battling the wind
finding it hard to catch your next
breath, wondering will it be your
last.
An unfamiliar landscape fear has a
grip of your hand, straying you off
the path.
Braving the storm in a state of disarray,
you can't think of the words to be saved!,
You say a prayer for the fear to be held at
bay. Fear not for the lord knows what you
are truly meaning to say.
Let the lord use the storm waters to wash you
clean, washing your sins away. This my friend
is a clean slate a brand new day.
Haiku-
a skillful sentry...
keen eyes-all senses sharpened
blends in surroundings
~*~
Senryu-
i can brave this chill
not the below zero at home---
The snow queen’s domain
~*~
For John Freeman's "Natural and Beyond" Contest
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