Storm

Submitted by Timothy on Sun, 03/30/2008 - 04:19

You, too, would have smiled
When you heard that distant growl, that bass from afar
You, too, if you felt the energy
Almost snapping in the silent expectation
What clouds, so terribly beautiful!
Drawing the eye to the heights like no sunshine could
What silence, what longing
What emotion just waiting to fling itself upon you!

Sing me a song of full measure
Full feeling
Full emotion
Full love
Full anger
Thunder, preach!

No sickening half-effort here
No pitiful clinging clouds and dripping wetness
No dreary depression today
No miserable patter turning the heart inward to dark thoughts
Give me lightning!
Breaking the sky with sheets of glory, dancing flame!
Give me heavenly cannon!
Shattering comprehension in total ferocity!

Sing me a song of power!
Full passion!
Full might!
Full wonder!
Full glory!
Storm, shriek!

You, too, would laugh
When you felt the cold fling of the falling waves
You, too, if you felt the motion
Of dancing sheets, breaking over your very head!
No sheltering roof here!
Only pounding pellets cast from the burning sky
No silence! No order!
Only glorious chaos ringing from horizon to horizon!

Sing me a song of ecstasy!
Full joy!
Full energy!
Full rapture!
Full life!
My God, speak!

Author's age when written
17
Genre

Comments

It has an extremely exciting feel to it. Something similar to a "Bedford Falls" moment. :D I like it a lot, Timothy.

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"We have been created for greater things. Why stoop down to things that will spoil the beauty of our hearts?" ~Mother Theresa

It made me smile and wish for summer-time thunderstorms. It's got a nice build-up in intensity, great writing.

Very un-cliche. Very good.

"There are no great men of God. There are only pitiful, sorry men whose God is great beyond measure." - Paul Washer [originally Jonathan Edwards]

I love the way the thought progresses through out the poem, ending with, "My God, speak!"

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"The idea that we should approach science without a philosophy is itself a philosophy... and a bad one, because it is self-refuting." -- Dr. Jason Lisle

This was a really great poem. Your word usage was great, very energizing. I would love a good storm just about now.