Hi there! Please enjoy this poem I wrote this evening about the tumult of storms at sea.
The thunder bellows out with rage over the lumbering swell
Of tormented torrents, mounds of water rolling
Away into the horizon. Deep purples
Blossom on the skyline, illuminated by
Sword swipes of lightning, cleaving the clouds, tearing
The fabric of the sky with a whip crack of light.
Giants battle in the skies for dominance,
Titans roar and scream and hurl the elements around
With wild abandon and ferocity.
A tumultuous frenzy rocks the surface
Of the sea.
Deep down, in the deep-sea,
In the blackest indigo darkness, in the solace
And the silence of the deep,
There lies a world
Untouched
By the war above.
A Teacup Full of Stories 