The Storm Poem by Jake Deeds

I climbed high above it all…
In the rain…
And it came in cadence…
At first…
Then steady…
And it seemed as though the droplets escalated…
Exponentially…
Not from the precipitous clouds…
But from the storm within…
It was…
As if my very soul was being water boarded…
The more I thought…
The harder to catch my breath…
The storm…
I look from side to side…
And yet, see nothing…
But the solace of the woods…
Searching…
Not for the usual quarry…
But answers…
That do not come…

Time. Stands. Still. ………….


My world implodes…
I’m oblivious to my surroundings…
Including the two deer…
Approaching…
In a wide open wood…
Straight in front of me…
Too late…
The storm within blocking my sight…
And the rain continues to fall… <><