Sheltered Storm

Despite the blizzard that is she

despite the roaring winds

the cruel cold

harsh darkness

within.

Burning candle

unaffected by the storm

bowed

head bent

so very very dear.

She is strong

standing tall

in her pain

wrapped around

chains that bind

holding her to the wall

holding her memories.

Mouth open

silent screams

all she wants

to be heard.

Look into her eyes

see within

darkened despair

agony

fear

that she is not enough

never enough

for those looking at her.

Gather her close

rekindle the fire

burn through the coldness

bring to her desire.

Watch her astonishment

as you remind her

once more

you will always be there.

A light in the blizzard.

A port in the storm.

You are home.

©Jan. 29/20

Picture via Pinterest

https://www.piertoffoletti.com/index.php/en/works/body-splash-series.html

This poem was begun by John at The Eclectic Contrarian and sent my way to develop. This was the first time we have done it with a poem. Other times he has sent me pictures to write about. He is my adopted brother in another country from a totally different set of parents who is a great man and a really good friend. We also provide great comedy free of charge in the comments section. 🙂

This is the link to John’s take on it. Polarity