On a Stormy Night

As I listen to the rain spattering against my cabin’s window,
I think of that night when we were stranded here.
The roads were washed out and the creek overflowing,
but I was in your arms , safe, warm, a long-awaited dream.

I saw the lights blink on the alarm clock, the bang on the transmitter.
I smiled, we were alone, you and I , no one would check on us.
I tugged on grandma’s quilt and you tugged back-asleep.
I listened to the sweet sound of your breath, soft, even.

When I awoke, stars glimmered in the window, the clock was flashing.
Darkness still surrounded me, along with your strong, hard arms.
I wanted this night to last forever, the moon seemed satisfied with just a peek at us.
You and I, finally in a place where life brought a freshness-alone, together.



9 Responses so far »

  1. 1

    cttbbelliott said,

    Reblogged this on COURAGE TIMES THREE and commented:
    enjoyable poetry

  2. 4

    Lucid Gypsy said,

    Great work Beebee.

  3. 5

    Judy said,

    This invokes such images and touches all the senses. What a sweet memory. Great writing.

  4. 6

    Imagery emphasizes, there is a rainbow after the storm-literally and figuratively speaking

  5. 7

    beebeesworld said,

    Thank you so much Judy. beebee

  6. 8

    sachin1991 said,

    Real great work beebees…!!! KEEP GOING

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