Lightning Strikes the Coolest Clear

When lightning strikes the coolest clear
you can see me standing
in my own skin,
not playing with the sky
to get a different song or dance.  
Still, Darkness places his fingers inside me,
encourages me to write,
to respond as if my name is without
life's second chance.

I think of asking why
my eyes relentlessly search
for lost time
through a window
I should have forgotten
before my eyes
even took it in.  
Instead, I leave the view
to face itself
swim into the ocean
I call Serenity,
softly sing my song of peace
once again.

Reviews

[MOON]

This is breathaking , emotional write Neva , writing is perhaps the second chance but sometimes we play the same song expecting a different outcome . The imagery so beautiful, leaving the view to face itself and trying to find peace amidst the turmoil. Outstanding as usaul.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Moon XX

[Poetic Beauty]

Those thoughts that creep in when lest expected the ones that we thought we had laid to rest touching us with the darkness of loneliness of sadness. The ones that show up unannounced trying to steal away our inner calm. This is a great reflective poem that makes the reader think.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Poetic Beauty :)

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Stunning piece of poetic writing that leaves me in awe!

[KAREN]

Breathtaking piece of work, love the peaceful feel it has.
100/100

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Totally beautiful, you have an apt for such :D

[EMMIE]

Awesome imagery!!!!

[unknown]

Lightning to stir it up, let it all out, and then the serenity come amongs you after the release. Wonderful poem!

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Cierrah :)

[Emerald Seas]

Beautiful and fitting photo to accompany your writing.
Enjoyed this quite a bit, as I can relate to asking why - way too many times to count.
"Instead, I leave the view
to face itself
swim into the ocean
I call Serenity,
softly sing my song of peace
once again."
Wonderful imagery that brings about a tranquil mood just through reading your words.

[Maya Storm]

The mood of this is soft and slow it feels like a lullaby.

I see a blank canvas with great possibilities and motivation to paint or write on it comes from within, ignore the violent sounds from outside and trust yourself.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Maya Storm :)

[Gene Hiccup]

what this poem conveys to me is a story about a woman who is trying to brave herself against the laws impose by the society as characterise by storm, yet instead of stooping low she bravely stood her ground and exposes herself proudly...