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“The storm”

 

Clouds roll in

Black, gray

Dark, ominous

The sky is blocked out

 

Lightning dances

Accompanied by the song of thunder

Rain speeds to earth

All nature is soon soaked

 

Out come the water lovers

She is among them

Rain course in rivulets down her face

It is turned full to the sky

 

Lightning splits the sky

Her face is lit with fleeting ecstasy

A smile cracks her morbid features

Long lashes encased with rain are closed

 

Her body is drenched

She welcomes it with outstretched arms

Girl and storm are one

It is a brief beloved unity

 

The clouds shift

Grayness lifts

Light shines in

The rain disperses

 

Lighting pleads for one last dance

Thunder’s voice recedes over the horizon

The partners of the sky sail away

She looks disappointed

 

Her arms are lowered

Water puddles at her feet

Vast networks of rain form channeling down her cloths

She opens her eyes

 

No light shines in them

She shields her face from the blaring sun

Her face is set in a firm look

Taking a deep breath, she turns

 

She walks down the road

Rain trickles down her nose

Her loose hair clings to her face

She looks ahead, detached---

 

 

 

-Ryuu :dragon4:

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"That was the best video game ever!"

 

 

 

 

No, in all seriousness---I really like that poem. The simplicity of the situation, the commonground pretty much everyone has when it comes to loving the storm---the quiet sadness when it goes away---That was just all around cool.

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A very good poem, Kokuryuu... In my opinion, the principal theme of the piece is to demonstrate the way that inspiration in humans can be drawn from the sublime in nature, as the storm lifts the woman to a state of "ecstasy" and afterwards leaves her somewhat "detached" from the rest of the etherial world. I really liked how you started the poem with a series of short adjectives that built up the presence of the storm, as well as the personification of nature, which was very well done and present throughout the piece.

 

Great work. :)

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I wish i could paint the picture that this poem fills my head with "Thank you for the post "

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On The Cliff

 

Standing on the edge of the cliff the wind of the incoming storm coating her in salt spray from the bay below her eyes closed in consentration oblivious to her soak through dress. Her arm rise slowly seemingly pulling the storm closer to shore

 

 

 

behind her at the edge of a forest a man stand motionless watching her.

 

i wrote this little snippet 06/06/03

 

the beginning of a story yet unwriten

 

Wren

Edited by WrenWind
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Thank you so much!

I really liked this poem myself--the idea just popped into my head to write about a stomr... then it stormed the next day.. Wierd. :blink:

 

Anyhow, the picture in my head was...

 

 

The clouds gather over a long and dusty road. She stands walking down it--towards the storm. The storm breaks and she revels in it. Then when it ends she walks back down the long lonely road.

 

 

Don't know why~

 

-Ryuu :dragon4:

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