Call of the Storm

I see the rain, falling on the streets

outside my window.  

As it comes down, I'm reminded of the tears

locked up inside.

I see the trees, crashing against each other

like angry figures, awoken by the wind.

The wind starts to awaken my soul.

Lightning illuminates the dark sky.

I feel the deep voice of Thunder.

It's calling my name...

I run through the rain, and tears come easily.

I feel the storm as it comes to life around me.

The storm is free, and raging wild, 

like the storm inside my soul.

I know the storm, and it knows me.

We understand each other.

I run faster as two angry souls collide.

I'm out of breath,

I watch as the sun comes up...

I wonder when the storm

and I will meet again.

Reviews

[Sophy Freebirds]

You have captured wonderfully the war that we are at, with ourselves.metaphorically you and the storm are similar.. i would say we are not Girls but storm in skin.. whoa!! this is gonna b Title of one of my poems..
Pretty piece of work Feather. ;)

~ Sophy

[Calissa Knox]

Thank you, Sophy! The title of this poem is actually the title of a song from my piano album. Excited to read your poem. :)

[Sophy Freebirds]

You are welcome.. ;) i am adding it ASAP

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Storm for soul and love for heart, I wish the life must go on....

[Chris]

The imagery fits the mood you build

Thoughts
like rivulets flowing down the panes
of my eyes
fill the morning's light
with ...me.

Chris

[Calissa Knox]

Thank you for your encouraging and poetic review. You're a great writer, Chris!

[Courtney]

This is so beautiful, and a wonderful representation of all the internal battles that are faced each day. The imagery in this is captivating. In short, I love this. Good job x :)

[Calissa Knox]

Thank you! :)

[Neon]

I know the storm, and it knows me.
We understand each other.
I run faster as two angry souls collide... Lovely phrase.

I loved this poem, this's so beautiful write. I think you love storms and love colliding either with storms up in the sky to let the rain fall down onto the earth. Ha!

Keep writing!

[Caradoc]

Here in this poem I am better able to see what you wished to convey about being one with the storm. It is more obvious in these lines that the narrator and the storm are kindred spirits. In fact, it ends with a longing to see the storm again, and so I see a friendship has bloomed.

The imagery in this one is superior to that of your other piece. While reading this piece, I felt a great sense of connection to the storm. I could picture it in my mind, a lone women with long dark hair, racing to the top of a hill as the storm whirled about her. Drenched from the rain, she shouts her anger to the sky and the storm answers with a bolt of lightning, yet instead of being harmed, she is bonded to it. The storm and she become intimately connected. She is able to call on its strength whenever she may need it.

If I had to pick one word to describe this poem it would be...primal.

Yes, this poem is primal.

I really enjoyed reading this one.

-Caradoc

[Calissa Knox]

I'm glad you liked this one. Your words are like poetry in this review! You are a great writer. Thank you very much for the review!

[Caradoc]

You are most welcome. And I thank you in turn. It was a pleasure reading this poem.

[Calissa Knox]

This is beautiful poetry, from out of the deepest feelings in you,

To connect with the tears from above as your own, and to connect with the thunders,
(the anger, together with the adrenaline and electricity) portrays here, how seasoned you are,

and how you pick up things, and emotions with nature. You're a raw talent, and I love to read your poems.

The chaotic (storm) and also in mind, says how you feel.... I loved this one very much! a 100 from me.

- Elisa

[Calissa Knox]

I love this review. :) Thank you so much for your encouraging and inspiring words! :)

The pleasure is all mine sweetie! :)