Like a hurricane ~

water rising, till it's hard to breathe

    thunderous waves crashing desire

stormy connections come unplugged

   crushing a torn shore left to scatter

like a hurricane rushing the heart

   winds carry a thousand lies 

      beautiful history come undone

love's requital lands in another state

    lifeblood's white knuckles hang on

spirit lies in the checks & balances 

   moon dips the horizon another day

beating down on soul's resolution

   recompense the carelessness of loss 

hang on for sweet life's retaliation

      restitution a slow arduous surrender 

sun's intentional fortitude on full display

     rising a multitude of peaceful overtures

  hang on in light of wildflower's technicolor bloom 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Ghost of Jupiter]

you did it again, render me speechless with your beautiful web of words...

" restitution a slow arduous surrender
sun's intentional fortitude on full display
rising a multitude of peaceful overtures
hang on in light of wildflower's technicolor bloom "

Wow, the image here is so gorgeous... I am lost in this, fantastic poem, Frieda!

[Frieda P]

Jazz'd you enjoyed K, thanks muchly!

[Lyn Anderson]

A lovely, romantic, sensual piece with gorgeous imagery.

[Aethereal]

I like the potential in this poem for a song: I would keep nine beats through out this poem so it would sound better: As an example, from the first four lines I would write the following so that your poem sings somewhat like a song: This tiny poem belongs to you too:

Sea Storm

Water rising, till it’s hard to breathe.
Thunderous crashing waves quell hot desire.
Crushing cyclones tear the shore’s fine weave
turning settled dunes to sandy fire.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Sometimes love does hit you like a hurricane.Sweeping you away with such a force it leaves you breathless in a good way or to a ravaged tomorrow that you have to salvage from the ruins.

[Frieda P]

Ahh what a poetic review pazzo, thank you. :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome chica :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"stormy connections" are bound to make for a relationship to become undone...

and then there is only the recompense...the carelessness of loss...and the peaceful overtures to try to patch things up...and then the technicolor bloom of reinstating the romance...

it's the checks and balances of love...just can't be smooth all the time, can it?

[Frieda P]

Doesn't seem so jacob, thanks for your thoughts.

[ron]

Wow, this has my head spinning. Beautiful Frieda.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much ron.

[ron]

Your very much welcome Frieda.