Storm Release

Upon her violent visage

Scars of white froth emerge

Resembling rolling writhing worms

That decay and dissolve again

Into the brine and deepest depths

 

Charcoal clouds pregnant with

Pungent moisture

Release uncountable beads of pearls

To the howling winds; the mistress sea

Will not be subdued by this sacrifice

 

She swallows the downpour over

Swollen lips; it only empowers her

Frustration and fury

Neptune himself, if he pursued her

In an amorous embrace, would surely feel her wrath

 

Only time will be the salve to her wounds

Such as a woman when scorned

Must be given room to rage

Coming too close to energy like this before it has run its course

Will only prove disastrous,leading to any’s demise   

 

Reviews

[@zeewhykay]

wow, blown away !

The alliteration in the 1st paragraph is just simply fascinating. Scratch that, the alliteration in the whole piece is brilliant.

This really gave me hints of a women experiencing with giving birth. The intensity and fury is constant throughout.

"Coming too close to energy like this before it has run its course" and

"Charcoal clouds pregnant with

Pungent moisture

Release uncountable beads of pearls

To the howling winds; the mistress sea

Will not be subdued by this sacrifice "


Sincerely appreciated your poetic schemes !!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Now that is what I call a hurricane of emotions... what a way to convey emotions, your comparison to heartache and a violent storm is magnificent.
I really love this verse...

Charcoal clouds pregnant with
Pungent moisture
Release uncountable beads of pearls
To the howling winds; the mistress sea
Will not be subdued by this sacrifice

[An owl on the moon]

You so beautifully and powerfully infuse nature with the most magnificent character, making the landscape the grandest stage. What a richly woven vision!