The Storm

Who knew

 

 

 

And my god, what a day to be alive

Lets break some glass

and watch the light dance

in the beams

Illuminating my darkness

Rainbow prisms

is that the color of my pain

Is that your reflection

outside

Crying in the January rain

I thought I saw a shadow cast

but then it was just my own disdain

cause I knew you'd leave me here

perfectly...

insane

 

And I'll just remember the contours

of your face

You laughed, off handidly

and flicked a burning

flame

Out into the landscape

And we faded away..

 

Like the blunt ends of

A winters day

It was gray

Just like the things I say

 

Like

"Oh, What a day to be alive!"

 

It's a god damned good day

to be alive

But where are you, where do you hide

but in the tired recesses of my depraved mind

Yeah I'm so lucky to be alive

Reviews

[Calypso]

Sweet and lovely poem

[fatalsymphonies]

"And I'll just remember the contours of your face." I like that line for some reason, it sticks to me, like glue, hardening around my skins. "Yeah I'm so lucky to be alive"

[Coyote Poetry]

It isn't easy. We must look for the good in new day or life. I like the positive feel and emotion in your words. We need hopeful and strong people around us to keep us alive and well. A very good ending to a outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This is pure magic. The Imagery is brilliant. I love how it felt like the story was already in motion as I started reading. It was a perfect fit for the energy of it all.
100 (+1)

[al25]

I love your writting.

[Robin]

this is one of your best Desiree , your magic is in the way you swim across that stormy sea ~

[vincentbals]

Great poem. Thanks

[V.B.]

Forgive me for probably missing the point, but there's something I felt compelled to point out. "And my god, what a day to be alive / Lets break some glass" are probably among the greatest lines any poem has ever opened with. Seriously, it's like the entire punk rock era condensed into a few syllables. You are the latest in an increasingly long line of poets on here to have unjustly come up with s**t I was supposed to come up with first.

I'm going to forgive you, but I might hold a grudge. Apologies.

[Another Relic]

Well done Moonflower, This is really a great poem. I like it. 100/100