She is the Storm

Don’t trip

on the jagged sunlight

that travels in her hair


or kiss those angelic lips

for her vacant stare


will take you under


jump in puddles

splash the mud


chase the clouds

here comes the flood


run, catch your tongue on the drizzle.


Day 10 Napowrimo –  Write a portrait poem.

Poetic Asides – Write a travel poem.

dVerse – Quadrille – a drizzling of 44 words.






11 comments on “She is the Storm

  1. thotpurge says:

    on the jagged sunlight
    that travels in her hair…great image!


  2. frankhubeny says:

    I like how you personified the storm. It isn’t always pleasant to get caught in one. Nice ending with “catching your tongue”. It reminded me of opening my mouth to catch some rainwater.

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  3. I’ve always loved walking in a gentle rain, catching the drizzle on my tongue! Nicely worded.


  4. Singledust says:

    there’s so much emotion in a storm or when a storm is going to happen, it’s like a slow brew and I love how you made her feminine here, like a force within a soul, I like the innocent way she starts but can be so powerful in full force. your words always leave me breathless Lynn.


  5. Mish says:

    I like this storm, personified or also can be read as a metaphor…a woman’s strength not to be reckoned with, but embraced. So many possibilities.


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