The Storm Watcher

Saliva strings stretch between your teeth as

Your mouth awakens with energy.

Tongue -- uncontrolled, untamed.

 

Your cheeks blush with fury fire,

Melting victims of sweat

Fleeing from your steaming face.

 

Arms and legs spin and swing --

A wild roller coaster without tracks.

Hands and fingers partner to translate

Emotional craze.

 

In the middle you stand --

A ball of pure light,

A blazing core of electricity,

Releasing unforgiving thunder --

All your lightning.

 

Within the midst of the storm,

I,

A storm-watcher,

Only hear mute melodic hums,

Wondering how something so

Beautiful and fierce

Can release such fragile frigid tears.

Reviews

[YouoweYoupay]

BEAUTIFUL AND DELICATELY PAINTED IN IMAGES. I LOVED THE LAST FEW LINES! 100. Keep it up that was such an interesting, unique write!

[UponATyme]

Really beautiful imagery. I know how much you love adjectives, just be careful which ones you use. Fragile and frigid are a little odd next to each other. Also be careful with your grammar. In the last stanza, it should be "hear" without an "s."

[Maureen Mwaniki]

I like the way you contrasted strength and vulnerability with the storm's nature!the imagery is powerful and the poem carries such intensity its mind blowing and beautiful!

[gen]

wooohhh! its nice.....

[Sunni Davis]

I love the energy of a great storm! Your poem has wonderful imagery and a nice flow. I really enjoyed reading this.

[Casper]

This is interesting... I like it. I, can honestly say that I'm not sure what to say about it, besides the fact that I like it. Its... Intriguing. The descriptions are amazing! Much better than me. Very nicely done/