Thunder crashing
Through the dark sky
Fires burning
Ashes to fly.
Lighting cracking
The ground cold
Feet dancing
Around in circles
And in stone.
The wind rushing
Through the air
To roar with the wind
To blend within,
Reaching up
To feel the first drop
Fighting to kneel
Needing it to stop
And it pours
Taking its course
To my soul.
A cry to the shores
To the waves
To the moor
To the moor.
Ground is cold
Feet dancing
The fires burning
The world turning
Within the roar.
This is where I am
In circles
In circles
Dancing in the sand
To know what is mine
To feel the rain on my hand
to take; to mark
To Stand
Feeling my beating heart.
I am here
To dance
In the ocean's wave
With fires burning
Ashes to fly
In the light
In the sky
Here to stay
Where ocean's lay.
copyright2010 Laura Lynn Poetry
http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/ check me out this site for the poetry community. I'm on poetry potluck and there is great interview on me there.
Some very Intense emotions and Deep Words Laura- very well written.. It amazes me to read such poetry. The depth and darkness allures me so often. I guess I am Gothic Angel of this era- :D
ReplyDeleteJokes aside, I relate to what you have written here. I have myself felt these emotions dousing me deep. I too write such dark ones- but yours are so powerful.
Happy Potluck xoxox
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powerful piece around the ocean,
ReplyDeletelove your imaginations,
beautiful write.
Thanks for sharing with potluck!
wow! This is stunning! You wrote this last night? between tweets and texts and and videos??
ReplyDeleteYou are so talented...I dig this poem lady!
Such a lovely lyricism. Such wonderful strong images.
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Thanks!
nice...love the storm imagery at the beginning such power in storms...you capture much of that...love that it ends with you dancing too!
ReplyDeleteIn circles
ReplyDeleteDancing in the sand
To know what is mine
To feel the rain on my hand
to take; to mark
To Stand
Feeling my beating heart.
I am here
Staking our claim, circumscribing our boundaries, learning to stand are well captured in you apt lines.
I am here
ReplyDeleteTo dance
In the ocean's wave
With fires burning
Stunning images. Love the photograph as well.
An excellent poem to offer tonight--I enjoyed every word--such a wild feeling of struggle, ritual and release, and the loud voice of nature throughout.
ReplyDeleteA lot of vivid imagery!
ReplyDeleteto dance on the shores of the ocean is a wonderful expression of truly being alive....i want to do that again...thank you..bkm
ReplyDeleteAmazing imagery you have painted here
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