We're words without a rhyme

Feb 02, 2022 20:05


The storm rages,

Without, within.

Lightning sends electrons free.

Here we stand, still bound.

Destruction's patterns the hand repairs,

Not the glasswork soul, cracked and soon undone.

Promises pulse deceptive energy,

Potential uncontained.

Rain can dry, wind sheltered.

Yet words light a fuse, igniting hope.

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baxaphobia February 3 2022, 02:26:38 UTC
Brave to start the season with poetry! Love it!

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adoptedwriter February 3 2022, 03:04:47 UTC
Be safe in the snow/ice-ma-geddon out there!

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beldarzfixon February 10 2022, 01:57:22 UTC
We got nearly a foot of snow, but a lot of it is melted away now, at least off the roads. Thanks for the sentiment; you take care as well =)

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drippedonpaper February 3 2022, 05:16:21 UTC
This is really beautiful and somehow expresses so well how I feel tonight. Nothing is as it seems and I can't find a way to make anything work. I love your contrasting images. Sometimes wind can be a shelter...as you walk away from people you can't seem to communicate with.

Thanks for sharing. Your poem helped me feel less alone tonight.

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viagra February 3 2022, 19:14:27 UTC
Beautifully written. The final line in particular is very haunting!

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bleodswean February 6 2022, 20:08:41 UTC
I really enjoyed thinking of what is actually needed in order for a rainbow to be cast. Nice work!

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