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The only music in my head this weekend sounds like a metronome.
Constant. Ticking off the seconds.
One at a time.
Not sure if the storm will descend
or
move on by.
My lungs ache from holding my breath.
I am waiting to sigh, in relief either way.
Knowing is better.
That image is amazing!
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't want to be sitting under that cloud...looks like there's a big hole at the bottom just waiting to suck everything up in its wake.
Hope you are safe & this is not how it is for you.
Is that picture and poem a metaphor for something else or is there really an actual storm?
ReplyDeleteMost definitely a metaphor. We are having droughts...no such luck with actual rain.
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ReplyDeleteknowing is better.
enjoyed your entry, Happy Potluck!
awesome pic!!!! :)
ReplyDeleteI like how you described changes, evoked such strong emotions in few words, cool!!
Happy potluck! :)
http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/07/03/the-silent-words/
Wonderful metaphorical experience. I could relate to both the actual feeling of an impending storm and an emotional storm.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading your poem. :)
ReplyDeleteBreathe! Excellent piece about anxiety
ReplyDeleteI love "Metronome" awesome writing, it definitely conveys tension
ReplyDeletewaiting for anything is always the worse ,our imaginations can wreck havoc ....much easier to deal with fact and what's happening. Loved this and how you conveyed it thank you
ReplyDeletewow this is a very powerful poem.
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