- Non-Erotic Poetry
- about the storm
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What is it,
about the Storm?
Leaves me giddy,
unmade,
by laughter
wild,
bubbling up through some sheltered defile.
Winds that threaten to unshore my feet from ground
handless tossed, twirling rag-doll, to kite the clouds.
We are not in Kansas any more.
Monsoons sheeting,
so dense I can hardly breathe.
And the space,
between,
heaven and earth compressed
so close, so near
I can almost
feel.
Towards peace,
infinite, peace I lean, yet;
What it is about the Storm, leaves me
so,
filled,
with laughter.
- COMMENTS
rubyslipperalmost 15 years agoThis transported me somewhere bleak and electric. Its been far too long between storms for me... Loved it.
