Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Tempest


Tempestuous turmoil,
wind whirls the sky
into a mosaic of sensation.
Water churning, pushing light
back into darkness,
clouds collide with stars,
extinguishing their light.
No place for the sun to rise,
the moon retreats in obscurity.
Daybreak, broken morning,
heaven fills with chaos,
as tranquility waits
on the horizon.

Poem & Photo by: McGuffy Ann Morris



39 comments:

  1. The dark and chaos do retreat when the light comes. While they rule, though, it's a somber feeling, and you captured it.

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    1. Yes, Mimi, they do. But until then, it is dark. Thanks for commenting.

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  2. Love the shape your poem took which adds to its theme and message. Thanks for sharing.

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  3. The perfect storm upon one of those lakes.

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  4. very nice! just like life, sometimes.

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  5. I like this poem very much! Janet

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  6. You write poetry so very well.

    Have a fantastic day. ☺

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    1. Thank you, Sandee. I appreciate that.

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  7. I loved this because the way you wrote it, felt just like the unpredictable weather, Ann. We've had so much of that type of weather this summer that the tempest is becoming the norm.

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    1. Talon, I really appreciate your saying that.

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  8. heaven fills with chaos,
    as tranquility waits
    on the horizon.

    very lovely piece...cool metaphor for life actually....

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    1. Thanks, Zoe. I am glad you caught that.

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  9. Indeed you have created the feeling of a dark and brooding storm, both with your words and the illustration, and the format of the lines as well. I really felt the intensity of this poem, Annie, life holds so many dark moments and stormy nights, yet there is always peace to be found again on the horizon. Thank you so much for this beautifully done contribution to TST! Watch for a new creative writing blog hop coming on Thursday! :-)

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    1. Thank you, Josie. Indeed, there is always hope.

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  10. You are very clever with words:)

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  11. An absolutely gorgeous poem, Annie!

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    1. Thank you, Beth. I always like to hear your thoughts.

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  12. Darkness and chaos can only stay until the light returns after the storm. More to this poem than first reading reveals. I like the shape the lines make. I see it as a lantern.

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    1. Thank you for saying that, Patricia. You are very right.

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  13. It reminds me of the beautiful rainbow after the storm . . . . .

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    1. Thanks, Abelle. I am glad you feel that way.

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  14. yes, there is tranquility at the end of every chaos, nicely written

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  15. some great lines here..."Clouds collide with stars" is awesome
    nice work...

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  16. I can feel this one, figuratively and literally ... gripping image of dark. Well done as always ...

    Andrea @ From the Sol

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    1. Thanks, Andrea. I am glad it moved you.

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  17. I love that even when there is a tempest, tranquility waits on the horizon.

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  18. That's pretty dark! I like the picture of the clouds.
    : )

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  19. Although your words are about a storm I find them very calming to read. They paint a pretty picture in my head. Does this make sense? I loved this poem for the feeling it gave me when I read it :-)

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