The best laid plans

The best laid plans

A Poem by Poeticpiers
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The best laid plans.

 

No moon tonight that we can see.

The dark storm clouds are gathering

The thunder grumbles distantly.

Ominous and threatening.

 

I’m far from home no shelter near

When suddenly the sky turns bright

As blue white streaks of lightning sear

Across the darkness of the night.

 

The lightning tears the clouds apart.

Swiftly and efficiently

And this allows the rain to start.

Pouring down torrentially.

 

My windscreen wipers cannot cope.

I cannot see the road ahead.
my journeys end a forlorn hope.

Tonight I shall not see my bed.

 

The storm still rages to and fro.

I have no choice but wait it out.

When it blows over I shall go

As it must I do not doubt.

 

I watch and wait impatiently.

Just static on the radio.

Caused by the lightning probably.

I shall be glad when I can go.

 

At last the sky begins to clear.

It seems the storm has run its course

The clouds pass on and stars appear.

I bowed to its superior force.

 

I can continue on my way

But still I must drive carefully.

As others pass in clouds of spray

Too fast and driving thoughtlessly.

 

Quite soon I shall be home in bed

Catching up on beauty sleep.

Another journey lies ahead

I have appointments I must keep...

 

May be the weather will be kind.

Although the forecasts none too bright.

I can’t afford to fall behind.

My deadline will run out tonight.

 

Wednesday, 01 February 2012

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© 2012 Poeticpiers


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A story told with rhythm and rhyme. Enjoyed reading.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Strange how the young drive so carelessly here one of the children of a friend died a few days ago from just such foolishness

Posted 12 Years Ago


As always you use precision and care when threading your words, the meter's wonderful. And yet even when using due care to the technicalities you create a scene and spread it out before your readers like a good 'un - I've never yet read a poem by you that hasn't made me smile or sigh or sit back contentedly. Thank you for a repeated pleasure. (Glad you arrived home safely!)

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Poeticpiers
Poeticpiers

Near Durham city UK, United Kingdom



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72years, young married. Ex police officer Ex social worker. interests Reading and writing poetry Painting and drawing in coloured pencil avid reader,sci fi fantasy crime. comparitive religion and esp... more..

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