After the Storm Poem By: J.L. Jacobs ©2015

I wrote this after witnessing the beauty left behind in the wake of the storm. The cover of this poem is the actual picture I took which inspired this poem.

A fierce storm in all it's might,

happened one early night.

Tornado warnings on the tv,

I sought shelter for my family and me.

The rain pounded ever so hard,

the hail outside began to bombard.

Thunder cracked and boomed so loud,

the power had been quickly knocked out.

Lightning struck a hundred times,

in the storm it was entwined.

The storm came ever so fast,

but it's mightiness did not last. 

Just as soon as it has passed,

I went outside and was agast.

I witnessed the glory in the wake of the storm,

outside it was as if nature was reborn.

The dark clouds were still lurking;

I could hear all the birds now chirping.

The bright sun began to set in all it's glory,

which had eased all of my previous worry.

Before me was a such a splendid view,

I was amazed, and my kids were too.

I grabbed my camera to take a picture,

of the beautiness that made my soul richer.

Our lawn was littered with lots of debris,

from the strong winds pelting the trees.

As the overly bright sun began to set,

it mingled with the dark clouds in it's sect.

They created such an awestruck vision,

my words to describe it seem insufficient.

I took a picture to remember the moment,

and shared with you part of this exponent.

The memory will always be reborn,

for prosperity of after the storm.

Author's Note

This is a true story and once that thunderstorm was over, I took the picture you see posted as my cover. It was such a breathtaking sight that the picture doesn't even do it justice.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the energy of your words. You create dangerous place and described them with skill.
"Our lawn was littered with lots of debris,
from the strong winds pelting the trees.
As the overly bright sun began to set,
it mingled with the dark clouds in it's sect.
They created such an awestruck vision,"
I liked and I understand the above lines. After the storm. A odd peace can be found. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Nilaya]

You took me with you, I could feel the emotion, thank for allowing me to share your memory.

[B J Hughes]

An amazing chronicle of the power that can be unleashed by and the beauty inherent in Mother Nature. Having survived a tornado in Alabama (dixie storms are HELL!!), I resonate with the frenetic pace of your phrasing. And it's true, the beauty that can be revealed in the wake of such terrible destruction can be as breathtaking as the storm itself. A very beautiful rendition indeed!

[Gee]

The natural world can be breathtaking at times.This planet we live on is so under appreciated,the world is a beautiful,beautiful place.Enjoyed the read