I can still see the sunrise

Love provides the light

 

 

I can still see the sunrise

 

 

The clouds they have been forming in the skies above my head

Massive plumes of charcoal gray create a sky of dread

The winds of constant blowing find their speed it does increase

As leaves upon the sycamore now bring on their release

 

Tiny drops of moisture from the skies begins to fall

Misty moments laughing as the storms now lash their call

Puddles on the arid earth do swell beneath my feet

If only spring would send her love and bring me some relief

 

Lightening bolts and thunder come a knocking at my door

Streams now flow the sidewalks as they never have before

Glistening the pavement as I head off down the road

Challenging the weather as it brings its heavy load

 

Windshield wipers dance about the glass to keep it clear

Streaks of every wanting in the wishes you are near

Splashing sings the rhythm of my tires passing by

Just to hear the tear drops that heavens seem to cry

 

A tiny ship at sea I feel, so lost and all alone

Then marvel at the drenching rain that nature she has shown

When in my mind now shifting as if waves have set it right

I dream about your beauty as my eyes they see the light

 

For in my beating heart there lies a fire’s raging flame

As miracles begin to show each time I speak your name

And here amongst the torrent of the waters from the skies

I find that when it’s raining I can still see the sunrise

 

There, on the horizon like a beacon from below

A reddish amber morning light again begins to show

Now how can this be happening with skies so very dark

It’s now I come to realize the light comes from your heart

 

For when in love the world may rain for oh so many days

But still the perfect sunrise seems to break out through the haze

And as I drive through thunderstorms my eyes still see the view

Of everything you bring to me because our love is true

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Baby Ricochet]

I was drawn to this poem by the rhyming pattern, syllable count and meter. A bit different for you. I tend to stick with the same style of poem so for as rhyme and meter goes. I broke it up recently with "Memory Clouds" (short line syllable count constant throughout the poem) We should all shake it up more often. I should write something free verse with loads of bewildering metaphors and flowery language. My friends will think I popped my cork. You should write a poem that's nothing but swearing. That would be a riot.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend. perhaps I will

[Angel]

Another sweet love poem.
I begin to think that perhaps you are in love. And she must be very beautiful.

Thank you for sharing this with me.

[Jack...]

Thank you for your kind words.

[Emerald Seas]

You know... you really should put these together in a collection. Here I've been harboring a collection of "romantic" poetry for a couple of years now... my stuff looks so juvenile compared to these writings you manage over and over again that hit that cord. I don't see my stuff getting published, even though the offer has been made repeatedly. But this... Jack, your writings - they need to be published. Fabulous!

[Jack...]

My sweet friend, thank you so much, but do not sell yourself short. I have read some of your poetry and you are wonderful. As a matter of fact I miss it. This place just doesn't feel the same with out it and you.

[Emerald Seas]

Thank you, Jack. I'm not very inspired of late (actually for a very long time). A lot going on - trying to press through writing that I can't get excited about just feels like it adds a burden rather than being helpful or enjoyable. I'll be by to read... One day I'll get my old self back into it :)

[Jack...]

Well, when you do I will be waiting

[Lily Finch]

WaooOoo..just BRAVOOO :)
and these lines sOOOO true
And as I drive through thunderstorms my eyes still see the view
Of everything you bring to me because our love is true... lovely . lovelyyyyyyyyy and title is so nice ..just love it :)

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much my sweet friend.

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

If everything seems uncertain we are always enlightened by our love ones and then we tell them "The world may be dark and chaotic, but love from your hearts will make my day bright."

Nice poem, Jack. :)

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Dhaye.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

For in my beating heart there lies a fire's raging flame
As miracles begin to show each time I speak your name--wow lines

How do you come up with this stuff, my friend?! You write of beauty and love so easily and with such intense clarity that I can scarcely understand it all. Imagery is fantastic here, and the emotion is beautiful as well.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Sarah. I just find this stuff hanging around my heart. :)

[icelandicblue]

No darkness can completely eradicate the beauty that is ours. Sometimes we just need a sliver of light to remember. Beautifully serene despite the storm.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Blue. Happy you enjoyed it.

[Rita L. Sev]

Love sometimes gives just the tiniest ray of light to our darkest days - but that is enough. You wrote the metaphoric storm so vividly, Jack, that I need to wipe off my glasses! :) Wonderful write.

[Jack...]

Thank so much Rita. I appreciate your kind words.