last night when rain soaked through the city streets filling every gap and crevice of the hot, weary asphalt when thunder bounced off of the sides of skyscrapers and echoed through the alleyways and boomed with such a force that the sidewalk seemed to shake underneath my feet when bright, bold lightning made the sleepless city streets seem dim in comparison and infused the already electric city air with heat and light and fire
i thought of you.
the butterflies in my stomach like horses agitated by a strong summer storm fluttered rapidly and ceaselessly as i sat in the back of the chilly car (but i attributed the butterflies to my fear of thunderstorms it was a self-preservation mechanism at the time) because in a way this is just too good to be true but at the same time i know that i just need to
“slow down, for God’s sake!” i pitched forward in my seat my dad awoke with a grunt the driver, a heavyset Italian man in his late 50’s, flipped off the a*****e with the new jersey license plate (go figure) who had flown past him, cut him off, and was now unsteadily weaving his way through the traffic ahead. “nobody should be driving like that in this weather.”
heart pounding wildly which i blamed on the new jersey drivers but let’s be honest - my heart’s been pounding wildly for a while now - i settled back in my seat the leather cold against my bare back listening to the rain as it bore down upon the car
and wished that it (whatever it is) could be as simple as summer:
a few storms here and there because those are expected but predominantly beautiful, with cloudless blue skies during the daytime and multitudes of bright blinking stars at night (because i still make wishes on starry nights) and you
I like how the opening stanza of your poem is more like a poetic prolouge to a simple but strong story. I can picture this being read on an open mike night at a poetry slam. Great piece!
This is nicely done. The imagery is wonderful. The caustic and sardonic comments that punctuate this overall romantic poem give it a nice atmospheric and moody feel. Thanks for sharing...
I loved the imagery in this. And I related to it so much, because I've had moments like these. Moments where someone special just pops into your mind, and you can't help by take note of the scenery around you.
Beautifully written. I felt like I was right there with you, in the car. I love rain and rainstorms, so your vivid description of it made me pine utterly for some water from the sky.
Powerful description create visions of rain and desire of good memories. I like the flow of thoughts and the very good ending. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote
Oh wow, girl!
I spent at least two minutes looking all over the page for a Thumbs Up option hahaha
You have a great range of words here, it's a very visual piece. I love the comparison with the thundery/rainy night with the summer night.
"and infused the already electric city air with heat and light and fire" - I also found this line to be very powerful (pun not intended)
Great job!! Keep it up. :)
i love the line, the butterflies in my stomach like horses agitated. there is a steel to these crowded streets you have created, like it is somehow safer on the outskirts of town and everything has an importance but not a meaning -which is all we need to satify our hopes. well done :)
I think this is a wonderful poem, full of the longing we feel and how we can hold a person inside our hearts so vividly no matter the distance. The storm is indicative of the force / strength of feeling and the out of control, elemental way we feel when in love. It is like a raging storm inside of us, and you have captured this so very well. :)