Contention

by Kaitlin Kristina   Mar 3, 2005


Rain is poured and fawned over nightfall
Tossed by wind
And whipped by lightning
Lashed by the sounds that accompany storm
And harsh winter
Turn Spring

Souls of those long gone are blown with this wind
Their mouths sewn silent by time
Yet they speak to me in tongues
That only I understand
And repeat dialects that only I
Can fathomably contend
Or relate to

Bitter moonlight dashes past clouds
Quivering into place as they blow placidly
And rhythmically dance
With the shadows of fire
Strewn by lightning
And collapsed by thunder
Broken and smoked

The debris gathers in the corners of my yard
Blown up like tornadoes
And settled with the eeriness of calm
Post disaster

The wind beats on my windows
Steadily bringing me company
As I oversee the battle
Between natures aspects
And how harmoniously they clash
Carrying the sweetest music to my ears

Easy to appreciate the storm
When you are watching from inside
With a fire place
A blanket
And strong windows
As I witness contention

Let me know what you think, thank you

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  • 19 years ago

    by Kevin

    I often berate myself for starting a poem with a purely poetic mindset, and then when it comes to the money shot, y'know where you hit the axis of the poem and the message, or key point is offered up..i usually lose some of my flow...and just say what i want to say more bluntly.

    I liked this piece for it's descriptive narrative, but i felt that when you wanted to move it forward in terms of ideas, that narrative suffered somewhat at the expense of putting your message across in an understandable way.

    Yours, Kev.

  • 19 years ago

    by Bret Higgins

    Metaphoric to the extreme (I've read and re-read a few times and have made a different conclusion each time) and a very comfortable read.

    Great job.

    I really enjoy poems that make me think like this.

    If you are so inclined, e-mail me your personal breakdown so I can get inside the poem even more.

    Thanks

    Bert

  • 19 years ago

    by Idiosyncratic

    awesome poem, love the fourth stanza "eeriness of calm"... great work & 5/5

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