The Calm before the Storm II



I am the calm and she is the Storm
I am strong but she is power in its purest form
When most would be tempted to turn and flee
I find myself drawn to her, captivated by her grace and her majesty
She brings with her an absolutely electrifying air and a beautiful thunder
As she pulls herself in closer, she casts her spell and I am pulled under

As the rain starts to fall upon my face and soaks my skin
I feel a warmth come over me and I hear her voice once again
She's calling out to me, begging me to take control
Asking me to guide her, take her heart and make it whole

She is the Storm raging wildly inside me
I am the calm, her beauty is all I see
She is the Storm growing just beyond my gaze
I am the calm and I am caught beneath her waves

I am the calm but I can be calm no longer
She is the Storm and I only make her stronger
I am the calm and I cannot be denied
She is the Storm and I am lost somewhere deep inside

I am the calm and she is the Storm.....
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Written on January 22, 2017

Submitted by Daleisnmyhardt3 on July 12, 2022

Modified on March 28, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme Aabbcc xxdd bbxx ccee A
Closest metre Iambic heptameter
Characters 966
Words 210
Stanzas 5
Stanza Lengths 6, 4, 4, 4, 1

Jason Marriner

I was born in Pensacola,Florida. Raised in Portsmouth,Virginia and Indianapolis,Indiana. Raised by a single mother. As most children might say, I couldn't have asked for a better mother. Although with age I've come to realize I could've been a better son. I didn't always make it easy on her. I started writing off and on when I was about 13, more as a way to vent, and I never really took my writing seriously. But my mother did. She always wanted me to pursue it as a career, but of course, being a teenage boy, I resented the idea because it wasn't mine. I didn't even particularly enjoy writing, it was just a way to express myself and the mood only strikes me once in awhile, could be one a week, could be one every ten years. I started considering writing more right about the time the song 8 Mile came out and I rewrote it in my own words. I actually liked how it turned out. But a thunderstorm had other ideas, lightning struck a transformer outside my apartment and I lost it all. I didn't write again for around ten years. I would find inspiration again in my late 20s. I had just started my career as a truck driver when I met the person who would forever change my life. Six months of dating and living together was all the time I needed to know I was going to marry this woman. She made me wait another two and a half years, but we finally took the plunge, and it was more than I ever deserved. We would be together another three or four years before ultimately breaking up. I look back on those years as the best years of my life to this day. I harbor no ill will at all towards you, I still care enough about you that I sincerely hope you find happiness. In 2013, my mom died and the effect it had on me is still felt today. I honestly believe that her passing took such a toll on me that I sabotaged my marriage. I say that not to lay blame on my mother, it was my fault for the things I did. For the next few years after my failed marriage, I would basically drown myself in work, driving around the country, and writing from time to time. In 2017 I met a family that would become an extension of my own family, they've basically adopted me for some unknown reason. I still wonder why sometimes. But I'm grateful. I never felt like I had a connection with many people in my life, aside from my mother, my ex wife and my closest friend from high school, but this family is right there. On July 11th of 2022, the ninth anniversary of my mother's death, I decided that I would try to do something with my writing, maybe even try to get published, it's what she always wanted me to do. I've started writing what I'd like to think of as songs, but I have no grand fantasy that someone will ever sing them on the radio. I'm just trying to honor my mother's wishes. So, with that being said, I sincerely hope that if you choose to read these poems, that you enjoy them. Thank you! more…

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