One Single Impression: Trembling

Little
Leaves me trembling

Anymore

But there is this:

Electrical storms and wind:

The this and that of nature
Slamming into the night

Tumbling like a heavy load

On

Every

Single

Thing.

The good and the beautiful
Are not spared
The weight of the assault.

Nor are the small
Or the sleeping

Or the innocent and warm
Or you and me.

This chain of events
Wraps itself around
Sleep,
Chokes it,
And moves on

Without mercy

Or even a sense

Of what mercy is.

Left with what is,
I tremble.

One Single Impression

Comments

  1. Beautiful, if aching words, Sandy. You always manage to touch that sensitive place inside me. Have a wonderful weekend!

    Sylvia

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  2. my life is a never ending storm
    i live it right or wrong

    So I go along
    I sing a cheery song

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  3. Lovely read Sandy, thank you :)

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  4. Very moving poem!

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  5. Makes me feel like I can hear the wind howling at the window-you're such a good writer : )

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  6. They scare me too.

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  7. beautiful Sandy, beautiful real and raw!

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  8. sometimes life is like that too...

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  9. I like this poem, Sandy. Beautiful, true words.

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  10. I felt sorry this ever happened, even if it is a fiction.

    Touching scene created.

    Why not write a second part that will recreate everything better than before?? It will be interesting. and I will love it.

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  11. Fabulous poem!!! Well done!
    Hugs
    SueAnn

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  12. always a perfect read on sundays. moving on without mercy ;(

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  13. I guess the storms don't leave me trembling too much in the night. I trembling over things like: who am I, what might have been, where am I going? I try not to second guess myself, always looking forward. But in those quiet moments of introspection, when the world and mind settle down; I wonder.

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  14. Harshad said it.. Sandy, let us move back to practicing happiness..

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  15. Your writing is absolutely beautiful!

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  16. Yes, life can be so stormy. Excellent, soulful words.

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  17. All are left trembling after this poem. Beautiful.

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  18. Oh so true Sandy.
    You know, when I lived in Singapore they had censorship and it was so much easier to live and be happy and quiet there, not knowing, than to live here surrounded by info much of which is all false and lies.What r people thinking? Why not just be happy and be good to others? World would be a much nicer place to live.

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  19. I love the ending. Expertly executed!

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  20. This is very nice for me. I loved to hear the mood changing all the while enduring the trembling.
    First came trembling with fear and apprehension.
    Next was some stronger action with fear now of danger.
    Then you showed there could be no escape and that increased the apprehensive worry.
    When the danger had passed then not even sleep could assuage the fear.
    Finally quieter fear and trembling came with the realization of finality and chaos.
    I can see it ending with a sobbing trembling, which would not stop.

    How did I do coach?
    I loved it. You are so good with descriptions of life's situations and feelings. I see most all were experiencing the emotions portrayed right along with the verse.
    ..

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  21. Life is a series of storms, I think. Strong poem with lovely words.

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  22. unnerving,
    so well written.

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  23. Sandy, I lived in tornado alley, I believe I've glimpsed some of what you write about. Wonderful poem, gets right to the heart of the matter, thanks.

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  24. very strongly worded poem.. wonderful..

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  25. I also "tremble" with these words...:)

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  26. Anonymous6:02 PM

    I used to be brave,
    in the face of a storm,
    but now, i tremble.

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  27. I love a good storm (but not the effects it can wreak) but our doggies tremble. Excellent poem Sandy--- we're kind of on the same page on this prompt. Have a great week- are you out for summer soon?

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  28. Sounds like a tornado to me and that would leave me trembling also!

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  29. Isn't that what makes life?

    We wish not to have such storms but we can't get out of it, it comes and we are always left vulnerable!

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  30. as usual you deliver a stunningly great piece of writing my dear friend!

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  31. nice progression.

    myself I love an electrical storm, but fire engines make me jump, which makes no sense but there ya go. Bodies do what they will.

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  32. Strong poem...touched the soul indeed....



    Cheers
    Geeta
    http://www.itslifeblog.com/2010/05/16/recipe-of-life

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  33. Oh such beautiful and moving words. I think we all tremble in awe of this reality that God has given us. Great read.....


    Melanie

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