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    Wayne Gray
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Wayne's Poems - 11. Thunder

Your light appears in my dim world,
bright lit, silent and stark.
You streak across my sky, my love,
you burn away the dark.

As you draw near the power rolls,
in your eyes a wonder.
I had forgotten with each strike,
growls the voice of thunder.

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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
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20 hours ago, mollyhousemouse said:

i really like this Wayne. it speaks of a deep, powerful passion. 

 thanks for sharing it

Thanks, molly.  I like the last bit the best.  Sometimes I'm able to give myself chills.  Sometimes.  🙂

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20 hours ago, Mikiesboy said:

Excellent poem. Love it.

Thanks, tim.  You and @AC Benus started me posting my poems.  I appreciate yours and his encouragement.

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19 hours ago, Parker Owens said:

Wayne, this is awesome. Love the way you use the storm as a metaphor. 

Thanks, Parker.  That's really how love feels to me.  There's this wonderment in the strength of it, and then a little bit of fear too.  Anything that strong... if there's not fear of the power that person has over you, then there's probably a willful lack of awareness too.  At least, that's how it works for me.

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18 hours ago, Thorn Wilde said:

This is beautiful. Thanks for sharing, Wayne! ❤️ 

Thanks, Thorn.  Short, hopefully sweet.  🙂

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19 hours ago, MichaelS36 said:

This is a terrific poem...thanks Wayne. 

Thanks, Mike.  It's a short one.  I may work a bit more on that first stanza... syllables are all right, but it doesn't flow well.  The second one though, yeah.  I feel like I nailed that one.  Finishing strong is better than not.

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Love this one. How beautifully you resembled a transcending passion to a ferocious storm!

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