Quiet Storm

Category: Writers Block

Post 1 by Sage Rose (the Zone BBS remains forever my home page) on Wednesday, 14-Feb-2007 23:40:57

With misty eyes

I sit alone

My thoughts unclear

The vision gone

The storm roars on

The sun won't shine

There is no joy

In this heart of mine

If I could dance

And feel the wind

Hear the melodies entwined

The sea, the birds

The echoed dreams

The swaying trees

The voice of spring

The cold would leave

I'd see the light

Until then

The world stays quiet.

Post 2 by blbobby (Ooo you're gona like this!) on Thursday, 15-Feb-2007 0:43:17

This is good. You have interesting imagery.

Bob

Post 3 by Grace (I've now got the ggold prolific poster award! wahoo! well done to me!) on Thursday, 15-Feb-2007 1:57:25

The title of your writing captured my attention for in my mind storms are usually so far from being quiet...

...then

I realized the ever present saddness conveyed by this writing

and

realized its a personal storm held deep within.

Very beautifully expressed.
Connie ~ Grace

Post 4 by forereel (Just posting.) on Thursday, 15-Feb-2007 9:12:57

Nice. Interesting the perception part, or feel to this writhing.

Post 5 by Sage Rose (the Zone BBS remains forever my home page) on Thursday, 15-Feb-2007 16:18:21

I'm glad you all liked this poem. Thanks for your comments, they are very much appreciated.

Post 6 by Goblin (I have proven to myself and the world that I need mental help) on Friday, 16-Feb-2007 8:13:09

Hmm it's good but lacking originality the rythm is ok, but when you read it back it sounds like rap song.