STANDING IN THE STORM

by Gary Jurechka   Feb 27, 2006


The rain hits
hard and fast,
like quick thought
comet flashing
through black space.

The rain subsides to
gentle feather kisses
caressing my skin.

Clear are the revelations
of the storm cleansed mind,

strong beats the heart
that loves deeply,

pure is the passion
reigning over me,

alive is the radiant soul
breathing in
the wet
fresh
colours.

April 14, 1996/Feb. 27, 2006

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  • 18 years ago

    by Christy Trenholm Schmall

    I FEEL that one!!

  • 18 years ago

    by Moonbeam

    Beautiful poem Gary

  • 18 years ago

    by Lost Soul 691

    Awesome ... made me step back and pause. Of course the favorite part for me was "Clear are the revelations of the storm cleansed mind". You have the magical touch with words.

  • 18 years ago

    by charles

    This poem lacks something i dont know what it is although it has some good qualities i just think it missed the mark,but it wasnt bad

  • 18 years ago

    by shobhana kumar

    Wow! this is a beautiful piece! i especially love the lines

    "Clear are the revelations
    of the storm cleansed mind,"

    your diction and flawless flow most often leave me at a loss for words.

    great reading!

    i also must tell you that thanks to your suggestions, I did try tanka and other forms of poetry. thanks once again, for your valuable inputs and for sharing such great pieces with us!

    good luck and peace
    shobhana

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