Storm Born

Image credit: Captblack76/

Image credit: Captblack76/

Storm born my mother said
Kicking and screaming
Into the blackest night
Stormclouds roiling
Thunder singing
My birthing song
Where I most belong

Storm born, shaking her head
The drama living on
In every passing year
Lightening dazzling
Cracking evening air
Telling everyone
I am there

(c) Helen Valentina 2017

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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5 Responses to Storm Born

  1. philipparees says:

    Interesting Helen. I am a great believer in the legacy of birth, both time, place and circumstances, even the bestowing of a name!

  2. Best way to come in.

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