Waiting

by Something Diabolical   Aug 7, 2015


I watch and wait for the storm to pass
A transparent mirror not reflecting what I should see
The cracks are showing and I can start to see the shards
Thunder strikes and the winds howl around me
I stand paralysed unable to calm the tempest
Through fear I don't know, but it cannot stop

Again, I wait for the volcano to erupt
A song bird that has lost its voice never to find a mate
The courage to produce JUST ONE note escapes me
The Lava flows and the earth cracks in front of me
Magma consumes my surroundings and all I can do is look back
What is wrong with me? Can't I do anything?

As always I wait for the tsunami to hit
A bolted door that won't open no matter how hard I try
The key lost to the void never to be seen again
The waves crash down destroying the land, but wait..
Suddenly the sky, land and sea are at peace
Saved by the calm I look around and see
You have given me what I need to move on

You have saved me

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  • 9 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    A lovely, flowing piece of poetry and the end was a joy to read.

    SL

  • 10 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Wow, I wasn't expecting the twist at the end. That worked well as the contrast was amazing after all the storm you described.
    you really built up all that imagery of the pain, destruction, being trapped, unable to see a way out or a future, then suddenly something comes along and it is peaceful and calm, like they saved you.

    I assume this is a person, and they came into your life and rescued you from a dark place.

    Nice write

  • 10 years ago

    by Mello193

    This was wonderful to read, it's a lot different from your older stuff but still just as fun to read.

  • 10 years ago

    by Everlasting

    Patience, huh? It tends to be really important to have it.

    I enjoyed the read though I wasn't exactly sure as to what the storm, volcano, tsunami stood for.

    I'm also unsure as to what has been given to you? I would probably need to read it many times and analyze the poem, but at the first two reads, I can say that patience is what came to mind.

    I can also say that it looks that you were given another opportunity to begin.

  • 10 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Excellent piece.

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