I suspect we all have storms within us or raging on the outside, and we all write about them. I just finished a poem today that I call: The Storm. What a coinience to find the same name here. Today's Storm is a natural one (as are several other 'storms' I've written about) and eventually will make it into my Nature Files. The inner storms are haeder to describe and when yours here is finished (you say it's not nearly done) will do a good job of getting under the skin. :-)
a writer I check regularly. This is done, in my humble opinion it is just right, even the change of font,this explodes with vivid images, a melting of the internal and external...excellent !
Maybe not done but still, its very good in my book..... N
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
i think it got lost, filed away in a dusty corner of the cafe, try to air the old stuff out once in .. read morei think it got lost, filed away in a dusty corner of the cafe, try to air the old stuff out once in a while and see if maybe it will grow
I suspect we all have storms within us or raging on the outside, and we all write about them. I just finished a poem today that I call: The Storm. What a coinience to find the same name here. Today's Storm is a natural one (as are several other 'storms' I've written about) and eventually will make it into my Nature Files. The inner storms are haeder to describe and when yours here is finished (you say it's not nearly done) will do a good job of getting under the skin. :-)
"Not nearly done"....does this mean you are not finished with this?
I love it, love it, LOVE IT. It is so atmospheric, moody, beautiful and with a wonderful sense of anticipation as the power of the storm increases....."we will weather the gale together". I also love the imagery, comparing the flashes of light to their eyes, very clever indeed.
I look forward to enjoying some more of your writing.
to the Lost Boys
I am no Wendy;
but my voice brings you back to me.
And you sit around my feet,
anxious for a story
or a kiss.
Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much g.. more..