The Perfect Storm

The message hits home
loud and clear
through words that jolt
this landscape’s stark
reality.

A pendulum swings
(though time is a constant
it isn’t always given)
and truths sharp edge
cuts through an ice cold
silence with a surge of
of certain pain to
aching bones.

What’s never been found
cannot be lost
and feelings whipped up
in winter winds may
sleep ’til spring reaches
in to detach their
grip of ice, with a
gentle easing, so
we can begin again.

Maybe we must simply
wipe away those liquid dreams
from clouding our eyes
and just ride out this, the
perfect storm

~*~

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Just some thoughts on the winter snow storm we’re having right now and how we each deal so differently with our emotions.

Shared with Three Word Wednesday CCLV11  #detach jolt surge
Theme Thursday #Storm

Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada and design custom made candles

18 thoughts on “The Perfect Storm”

  1. The picture is really cool, would be so nice to see a sky looking like that.

    The poem was great and it is a thinking poem again. Had to read it about 5 times and keep changing what I think it is about. But I did figure that if you have never found love then you have yet to lose love. Although I hear it is better to have love and lost it then to have never loved at all. I just say that you cannot miss what you have never had.

    Thanks so much for playing in this weeks Storm Theme Thursday. Very stormy indeed.

    God bless.

  2. Beautiful writing once again!

    Favorite lines:

    “What’s never been found
    cannot be lost”
    LOL, I now see Sherry has said the same thing!

  3. Waitng out the storm gets easier with time. It helps to remember that, at some point will end … but then there is the eye of the storm as well … lot’s of food for thought. Thanks for writing these beautiful words. I love the pic. Always, cat.

  4. Lots of icy stark achey sublimely cutting words in here, so crisp in their whole. So true in their conclusion some things must just be ridden out with liquid washings.

    Awesome one!

    xoxo

  5. This speaks of disappointment and hope at the same time, cause there’s a hint, a glimmer of light in this that does not one feel as if it is THE end, more so a new beginning:)

  6. Nice thoughts on the storm, but as I read through I just had to give a vile smile, for all we have is a bit of rain hahaha no snow!

  7. I love that this piece ends with acceptance..sometimes storms are necessary..I think maybe we can still feel what we never had..words help plug the holes..and finding people who understand your words is extra specail..Jae:)

  8. the second stanza is pretty hard…but truth often is and cuts deep…also…What’s never been found
    cannot be lost…another hard truth as well…i rather much like starting again more than wiping away my dreams…you know…smiles.

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