Storm Born

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Image credit: Captblack76/Shutterstock.com

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 helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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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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