Open Link Night in the dVerse Poets Pub ~ Trying my hand at another Trillonet
the ocean stirs, a whisper turns to roar
a swirling beast awakes to claim its due
it gathers strength, an army at its core
the winds unleash their wrath on trembling earth
where trees bow low then break beneath the gale
the waters rise erasing all of worth
while shelters fall, foundations crushed and frail
a lull deceives, the eye looks calm, serene
then chaos strikes again with vengeful hand
what once was whole lies shattered, barely seen
a wasteland carved by nature's fierce demand
its shadows streaking skies from gray to blue
all through the storm the human spirit bends
in ruin's wake it rises, mends, transcends
Let's bend and rise, mend and transcend!
ReplyDeleteYou've described the wrath an ocean can bring so very well....and the resilient spirit of humans who live through the rains and floods and mud slides to live again and rebuild. A beautiful poem.
ReplyDeletemend and transend. Yes indeed
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Much❤️💚love
So well done, Helen. The weather feels like both karma and teacher here.
ReplyDeleteSuch powerful forces of nature described in your poem, but the human spirit bent, did not break. Here's to the transcending.
ReplyDeleteLove those last two lines. Good job!
ReplyDeleteI love the way the ocean awakens in your poem, Helen, and the use of verbs to create motion and power.
ReplyDeletea good poem to end the year with since there is still so much heartache and aftermath after Helene's passing - gone she may be but never forgotten unlike the folks left devastated
ReplyDelete"all through the storm the human spirit bends
in ruin's wake it rises, mends, transcends"
It seems the past four years have been the eye in the storm that was the previous four years. Let's hope we can survive the next four.
ReplyDeleteI felt terror in the power of the storm, Helen. You really conveyed the power, and then these lines:
ReplyDelete"all through the storm the human spirit bends
in ruin's wake it rises, mends, transcends"
Let's hope for that. 💙
I fear we have rise up again over and over for those hurricanes that will continue to come. I hope the worst season is over for this year though
ReplyDeleteThis is incredibly powerful writing, Helen!
ReplyDeleteYou have captured the ocean's power, and its roar, so well. Tonight winds are expected to be 100 km here, so the power is bound to go out.........
ReplyDeleteA great poem Helen. The human spirit is resilient! The work being done to help those in Western NC is wonderful. Like a phoenix rising from the ashes!
ReplyDeleteYour words unleash the power of the ocean so brilliantly. Also the human spirit to transcend the remnants of its power. Wonderful poem.
ReplyDeleteYou conveyed the power of the ocean so compellingly, Helen! The closing lines are brilliant.
ReplyDeleteHappy holidays.
I like the idea of an army at the core of the storm. The power of nature is difficult to describe.
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