The rising and setting
Of the sun…
The waxing and waning
Of the moon…
The orchestrated constellations
Of the beaming stars…
The staccato positionings
Of the planets…
The andante asteroids, comets,
And nebulae…
The soprano and baritone
Lighting and thunder…
All a beautiful canvasing
Galactic symphony…
Cosmic 24-hour live stream
Music to the eyes…
I, the WIND, was awakened this morning by the sound of
heavy lighting and THUNDER. It was The Lord speaking,
encouraging me to be kind and gentle today.
Without delay, I arose and got dressed.
I looked at the falling RAIN, and in spite
of being tempted to blow upon it, I did not.
It became colder, and the SNOW started to accumulate.
Recalling The Lord's words, I refused to interfere.
The entire affair was short-lived and out came the SUN.
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
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
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
AS I LAY IN SLUMBER.
I OFTEN DREAM AND WONDER. WE
SHOULD ALL BE MORE HUMBLE.
WHAT LIFE WILL BE LIKE OVER YONDER.
THE
WORLD IS BALLED UP IN A BUNDLE, WHO WILL UNTANGLE ALL THAT ASUNDER.
AMISS ALL THE LIGHTING AND THUNDER. ARE WE JUST GOING TO SIT AND
PONDER.
WHILE THE WORLD IS PULLED UNDER.
opaque wonder
lighting and thunder
all because of you
questions of the heart
that always seem to start
whenever I’m with you
kindred spirits roam
distance, far from home
thinking about you
hide it all away
starting a new day
moving south of you
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
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.
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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