I'm
in the midst of a storm,
though
safe on the porch
That
distant thunder,
cracks
of LiGhTnInG...
won't
touch me
personally
Not
even the
B nc g
ou in
Hail
Will
hurt
ME
But
it hurts you,
Your
thunderstorm
So
personal
So
unavoidable
You
have no porch
there
is no safety, YOU
are
at their mercy (asifthereweresuchathingwheretheycomefrom)
You've
done your part,
prepared
for the storm,
ensured
the safety -
of
all in your charge
Yet
it's never
ENOUGH
The
storm pursues,
relentlessly
And
absolutely
WILL
NOT STOP
I
can't stop it, either
though
I long to,
and
I'm in it
by
choice
So
I hold your hand, and
tuck
you close,
and
wait
WITH
you.
It's
what friends do.
As
I sat on my porch watching a wondrous display of God's power, and
praying the amazingly powerful storm helps the fires north and south
of us here in Colorado, I couldn't help but think of two friends,
each caught in their own storm. I'm helpless to fix anything, but I
am there by their sides. Sometimes that's all you can do.
19 comments:
Sometimes just being there is enough, Tina.
Hi Tina - hearing about the raging fires I was worried .. and hope that the storm gave them some damp spirit and eased the land's heat.
Love your poem .. though the underlying anxiety of two great friends is very draining - and I hope life eases all round ... but I'm sure the fact that you are there for them - physically and mentally .. will ease their anguish. Storms of life are very challenging ..
With thoughts to one and all, and Coloradoians in general with the fires .. thinking of you - Hilary
painting a very visual canvas for me... thank you.
so true in how helpless we all are really but we can be friends and hold hands and support for sure...nice visual elements in your verse...the storm yesterday took out 2 trees one big cherry fell about 8 feet from the front of the house...
Like everyone else has said, being there is sometimes enough.
Personal storms are the most damaging. Sometimes all we can do is offer moral support.
I'm scared of thunderstorms! But yes, I hope the rain provides relief to CO. Sorry about your friends though....I hope better days are ahead for them.
I miss thunderstorms. The real ones. Not the personal ones.
Having someone be there during the tough times is so important. Touching poem/post.
My dragon goodness this has a huge meaning for me. HUGE. Yes, personal storms are quite challenging. Friends become a blessing, more than in good times.
Personal storms are when you find out just who your friends really are.
The US has been having some really bad weather this year. My support to all who have suffered from the wind, storms and fires.
Sending good vibes, keeping them in your thoughts and perhaps checking on them is indeed all you can do sometimes. You are a very thoughtful friend, hope they know that.
Best,
Silvia.
Beautiful poem. I got it before reading the extra paragraph.
Also cheated and read the previous post. I totally get the double butt bumpers. My sister and I are double-butt close.
Happy Weekend ... and stay cool :)
I love the poem and totally understand the 'being there' for a friend,feeling a little helpless and yet knowing that sometimes that is all you can do and should do.
I hope both storms pass soon.
Lucy from Lucy's Reality
Just the words, "I'm here, what can I do?" is enough. Or a hug across cyber-space.
"I know how you feel" is so pointless. "I'm here for you" is what your poem said to me. Poignant work.
this was really good, tina. i liked it.
and i hope you're working on your story, missy.
Dear Tina,
All you can do is believe for the best. Indeed, in your own way, you've done plenty.
A peaceful, hopeful Sunday to you.
Gary
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