Stormy Night Of Passion

Cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Sat, 07 Dec 2024
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14 comments
 

Fading into night, stars

intrinsic to space and time

twinkle, while chilly forked

branches interlace; those

giants stand tall watching

over living creatures on

mother earth's floor.

 

Howling blustery wind and

rain batter window panes,

rousing those in their path;

bursting through each village

and town...but then in cottage

window candlelight burning

brightly can be seen.

 

Be still waxed flames on this

winter night, brightness

streams passion for lovers,

their hearts fly with desire;

breath like intense tempest,

till becoming a flutter.

 

Lighthearted eyes watch, as

in hearth pleasant blaze of

flames increases warmth,

sweethearts entwined having

consummated their love, till

all dreams rise from the

ashes, up through chimney

where they're taken on wind

to the heavens above.

Certificate 12
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Romance
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Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Storms can make you feel cosy and romantic indoors, as can candles, but this one seems a bit  more violent and disturbing of the peace — here, anyway! Two weeks ago it was the amount of rain falling and coming down the rivers causing floods, but this time, the rain has eased sooner, but the wind has been much stronger.

But we haven't lost our electricity though it has flicked on and off a few times. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

I heard you had the storm really bad in Wales,Rhiannon, I was glad to hear you and yours were okay, though it must be pretty scary for those that had to go out to either work to clear the roads, or those that had trees coming down and doing damage to property. We have it pretty bad here, obviously not as bad as you.

This was just a poem about passion by candlelight on a stormy night. The candles burning brightly reminded me of my younger days, when I used to burn many and preferred them to electric lighting, not so much these days though.

 Thank you for stopping by.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by The Story Teller on

'Just another winter's tale.' Lovely Poem. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Yes you're right Jacques, It was just another winter's tale...with a little bit of passion added in for flavour. wink

Glad you liked.

Thank you for stopping by to read and for your kind words.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Turlough on

Storms stir up all sorts of emotions Jenny and I love the way your words have shown how you can make the most of them. I used to love them. Each with their own individual characteristics and always exciting to watch. I'm sorry to bang on about the battering I encountered in my hailstone incident in the summer but it's scarred the meteorological bits of my mind for life, so I doubt I'll ever relax through a storm again.

I hope you’re safe and warm this weekend and bad boy Darragh passes you by.

Turlough

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Turlough,

I can understand your fear of storms after the battering the roof of your house took. We lost a big chunk of our bottom garden and greenhouae plus much of our fencing, during a storm some years ago, which I know is nothing in comparison to loosing the roof of your house, but it still cost us quite a bit. We never did replace the greenhouse sadly.

Thankfully I haven't had to go out this weekend which is why I was quite happy to sit in and write this poem. I'm grateful for your feedback and glad you liked this poem...even with those tragic memories.

We're safe, though the winds are still strong even today. Hope you are all okay and keeping warm.

Many thanks.

Jenny. 

 

Submitted by celticman on

when the strom peters out and ends in heaven above, it leaves us cosy inside. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

If we can get through another storm and survive, then all is cosy inside.

Many thanks for stopping by to read Jack.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you so much for those cherries Editors, they were a nice surprise.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by marandina on

"Fading into night, stars

intrinsic to space and time

twinkle.."

There's a tale of passion, Jenny. Adriotly crafted and poetically narrated.

I love the imagery, as ever.

Of course...I'm left wondering if it's based on a true story :)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Ha, ha. Maybe it's based on a true story Paul...but I'll have to keep my lips sealed. wink I did used to like my room filled with many candles, and there's nothing like an open log fire to create an atmosphere.

So glad you liked the imagery. Thank you too for reading and your kind words.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by celticman on

there's bit of light and darkness too in this jenny. Or maybe that's just me 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

You could be right about the lightness and darkness Jack. Sadly we need darkness to sometimes see the light...a bit like the ups and downs of life, I know I have.

Many thanks for your kind words and reading of this poem.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Shannan on

Hope you have a cosy Christmas Jennifer :)