Melvina Germain

Gold Star - 25,246 Points (Sydney, Nova Scotia)

(919) Storm Hypnotic-A - Poem by Melvina Germain

My nose pressed firmly against the windowpane,
as the booming sounds of thunder-
and streaks of lightening came.
The trees blew viciously, branches hurled to the ground.

I was glued to that window, couldn’t fathom my eyes,
as buckets, wood pieces, branches, passed by.
Realization of disaster came into play,
as I watched destruction form that day.

Oh the screaming was fierce as the thunder bolts crashed.
People scurrying and onward they dashed.
Help me, help me, they cried out like fools.
There’s no help to be had, this storm is so cruel.

The house began to shake, I heard dishes fall.
My pet cat shrieked as he bounced off the wall.
My eyes wide like saucers, shifting side to side.
Still glued to the window, no where to hide.

I heard the voice of my father call out in despair.
My son! Jeremy! Jeremy! ! are you there?
I could not answer, my throat had no sound.
No where to go, this house I’m bound.

I stayed glued to that window, fearful in fright.
My it was amazing what happened that night
The winds stopped blowing and thunder no more.
Lightening stopped bouncing off the earths floor.

The storm came to an end, calmness appeared.
Cries of the aftermath, heard very clear.
Devastation was felt, sadness of the heart,
We will rebuild, have a brand new start.

Written by: Feb.28/07


Comments about (919) Storm Hypnotic-A by Melvina Germain

  • (4/6/2007 2:45:00 AM)

    Another awesome work of art Melvina! I could see, feel and seemed to get lost in the storm...I could not wait to see what happened at the end of this horrific event you write of! Very well written and 10 *tars from me. =Shelley: = (Report)Reply

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  • (3/6/2007 5:59:00 PM)

    Bearing witness to the storm...
    I enjoyed your poem - was there meaning within meaning in watching your life be torn apart, piece by piece...?
    ... And then rebuilding, piece by piece...?

    I know that you've enjoyed my works, but if you haven't read 'Storm's End', you might relate... I also added a semi-reply to your comment on 'The Dreamer, part 2'

    >^.KARL!
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  • (3/5/2007 8:29:00 AM)

    The beauty and fury of nature... You've outlined the helplessness, the fear of the latter perfectly. The human spirit is resilient! Thank you for this, well done! Esther (Report)Reply

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  • (3/4/2007 2:32:00 PM)

    I don`t know about the storm being hypnotic, your poem was Melvina... the words just flow all the way to the end... great writing 10 (Report)Reply

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  • (3/4/2007 11:00:00 AM)

    Melvina, the imagery of the awesomeness of nature seen through young eyes. This is a masterpiece. As I read it I was looking out that window too. You grabbed me by the scruff of the neck and made me read it to the end. The uplifting end line: We will rebuild, have a brand new start. Another brilliant piece of writing by a master of the craft. Thank you for sharing it.
    David
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 4, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 27, 2011


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