I of The Storm

August 12, 2012

I, I of the Storm Cannot always remain determined and strong I am sleepless nights- Fear and fright- Anxiousness- I am Post traumatic Stress. An internal wrecking ball Infected emotions- I of the Storm Days of peace Months of ‘self’ in pieces- I, I of the Storm- An internal wobbling spinning top I of the storm can’t even seem to stop In this I remain quietly- Insane Drained I, I of the storm Where the sun shines at times And where darkness can remain My skin, my soul, my heart Completely stained? I, I of the storm Remaining in the faith of a hopeful song Pull myself up from the sinking sand With this I know I can take a stand. I of the storm Living with this inner discord This life I’ve lived has been chore When it rains it suddenly pours. I, I of the storm Wishing I could settle score And begin to heal this festering sore. I of the storm As I continue to work on finding release Conquering this inner conflict- While the self Struggles for peace. Photo: In My Youth /Cover: Diana Little, Lisa Renee Mella-Ducos

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Lucian A. Sperta

Published Author and Poet over 25 books in paper back and digital books Selected American Library Association 2015 Model Citizen 2013 Writer of the Month Meridan 1989 American Society of Authors Composers and Publishers since 1994 #8 Hot Top 100 Hot New Release in Poetry #1 Best in Photo Essay Amazon.com Some people think I expose myself too much in what I say in my poems, I don't consider myself a poet as much as I feel I am a story teller, how can one write subjected to other peoples point of view on how I write, what I write, and how I express myself. This is my journey and self expression is how I choose to deal with it; words, writing has been the outlet where I control without fear, without shame, the pen and paper will never betray you. A poet is one, I believe, can take a surgical scalpel to the soul and let it bleed what it truly feels.....

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jwienerAug 13, 2012

Great play on words turning the commonly-used phrase "eye of the storm" into "I, I of the storm." Instead of being in the middle of the storm, you turned yourself into the storm, which can bring power and wreak havoc as well. In this poem you speak of vulnerability and detachment while still remaining strong like a storm.