Geezer
Geezer
Sep 18, 2015

Storm Tossed...

Ill winds blew in from the south
Waves built up in a series
Grey skies poured from the mouth
Brought forth the miseries

No more calm before the storm
Terror takes it's place
Nothing now, is the norm
See fear's lonely face

The fight to keep on swimming
Against the tide of lies
Brings no hope of winning
No thought of sunny skies

Just when all is thought a loss
A hand comes from above
Lifts one from the waves that toss
Buoys them with true love

The sun shines shafts through broken cloud
Blue skies come overhead
No more, the voice sings out loud
Do you have to dread

Cleansed of salt in the wounds
Music in the ears
Nothing but happy tunes
To soothe away your fears

The nightmares of reality
Sometimes too much to bear
Washed away in the sea
To a desert isle somewhere

Warm sand and wavelets lapping
A blanket on the beach
It was just a dream, just napping
A lesson within reach

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Eastern

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: New York State - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Poe

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Geezer

This is one I wrote because I finally saw the truth of lies. The situation just got out of hand, I can't be mad, I love them for all their faults. ~ Gee