Like a storm that must have its way...
causing the heavens to burst open in display
Like a lascivious Lion..that licks the lava
from the lips of lightnings lair
Like a vortex... that picks up the wanton
winds in wondrous wickedness
Like a clap of thunder that... parts the nimbus
clouds to deposit its plunder on a soft cirrus cloud
Like a shroud of protection when the rain falls
that surrounds and supports
in sensitive embrace
In all these ways do I compare this enigma
of many faces this transforming mystery
of guile and grace.
(this man I love)
etw
no wonder you're so popular here.
That second couplet is delightful
Gosh the gist of the whole thing is like a blanket of mist
A goodun chum
Blessings ...
Happen-chance. . . . .I think not
Your usual exquisite poetry.
Doug
Whoever he is
Jerry
Love & peace Be with you
William
Like a clap of thunder that... parts the nimbus
clouds to deposit its plunder on a soft cirrus cloud
Richly observed; keenly felt. Wonderful work to read aloud! :)) xx
Newfie Hugs, Rose
how very beautifully expressed, eileen!
very much enjoyed the imagery herein; simply wonderful.
be well,
carolyn
Blessings and Love - Micke
EDvard, Ole Brother
A riot of imagination and experience and wonderful choices of image and word.
John
Be always safe,
Karen
Allen
You KNOW I got to love this one - the pic; the many moods of Storm; your imagery in verse - undone by the power of your pen! Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
With Love,
Cindy
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D