stormchasing

Posted on November 26, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

I have looked into
hurricane eyes
& found the pause
you call peace

that I call breathing deep
an energy save
between screams

don’t get used
to the quiet

it breaks easy

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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34 Responses to stormchasing

  1. boomiebol says:
    November 26, 2012 at 10:16 pm

    I like the undertone message here

  3. Green Speck says:
    November 26, 2012 at 11:10 pm

    “it breaks easy” – a really powerful conclusion !!!

  4. sheilapierson says:
    November 26, 2012 at 11:12 pm

    You pack a powerful punch with your words – love the ending!

  5. claudia says:
    November 27, 2012 at 12:00 am

    oh true that…it does break easy…so we have to enjoy those peaceful breaks all the more…

  6. Bruce Ruston says:
    November 27, 2012 at 1:45 am

    powerful tone here Susan really liking it

  7. Trent Lewin says:
    November 27, 2012 at 3:24 am

    Is this a promise or a threat? Thread it darkly, Susan. Quiet is way over-rated. Nice bit of poetry, gave me a bit of a shiver.

  8. annotating60 says:
    November 27, 2012 at 5:46 am

    Susan, this was a nice piece. With all due respect, I think yousell yourself short too often. It is seems as if you are appreciative of the gods or whomever, just to have had a primary idea for a piece. The more time I’ve spent with your poetry the more I see the potential for using these lightning rods of inspiration to collect more fire. I don’t do much except write, so I don’t know what time constraints you have, butI think you could expand on any one of the fragments you write and see if what doesn’t come of it a new way of approaching your work. And it is work. I can’t tell you how often a small idea has grown intosomething larger, taking much time and energy, only in the end to find it going into my bone yard file. But when exception arises all the rest is forgotten–for at least a few hours.I think that there is enough ‘fragment’ and ‘micro’ pieces out there. What is needed is Poetry!>KB ps: I’ll shut up now.

    • Susan L Daniels says:
      November 27, 2012 at 12:03 pm

      KB, I will never ask you to shut up–I value your thoughts too much and am grateful when you share them. I will have to think about this, as I usually end the piece when I think I have said all I need to; but, in fact, what’s the harm of going a little deeper, or longer? None at all.

  9. ruleofstupid says:
    November 27, 2012 at 6:50 am

    Good stuff SuPorn (still searching for the right name!) Strong and so true.

    I have been torn
    From my foundations
    Hurled bodily
    eyes tight and fighting

    To wake abandoned
    An holistic orphan
    Between dreams

    Amazed to find
    I’m where I should be

    Until the next wind

  10. jmgoyder says:
    November 27, 2012 at 7:33 am

    This really got to me!

  11. dannypereyra says:
    November 27, 2012 at 9:35 am

    Such a soft poem that says so much. Great

  12. Noel Ihebuzor says:
    November 27, 2012 at 1:23 pm

    Hmmmmm, Hmmmm! still breathing the calm!

  13. Victoria C. Slotto says:
    November 27, 2012 at 2:11 pm

    Great metaphor…there is so much truth in this, Susan.

  14. I HAVE A VOICE says:
    November 27, 2012 at 9:56 pm

    What a beautiful silence within –where you write from! ALWAYS a privilege to read. xo

  15. nelle says:
    November 28, 2012 at 8:20 pm

    So ominous in the feel…

  16. chenayimoyo says:
    November 29, 2012 at 5:10 am

    Too deep
    Not just storm chasing
    Makes me think of my bungi jumping days….
    Crazy hobby…
    Your undertone lady , say a lot..
    Love it

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