A reading of my poem “The Storm”

~ Veronica
Dear Reader, I invite you to embark on a perilous journey across the Atlantic. This multimedia project featuring visuals of a tempestuous ocean was inspired by Vivaldi’s masterpiece – Presto from “Summer” (The Four Seasons).
It's Sunset. All the sea is covered by a lunar mist,
Although the distant land seems near.
The clouds thicken, as the salty dunes embrace and twist - 
Caressingly, away they steer.

Let the audacious wind disturb the airy sail: 
We have no fear of storms and saints, 
Between the hidden rocks manoeuvring without fail, 
Forgetting our old complaints.

The thunder rumbles ruthlessly and sways the sturdy deck -
A portent of misfortune grim.
The lightning's arrow left an incandescent track:
Don't take this darkness for a dream!

Encompassed by the icebound gloom and shreds of silver foam, 
Which soars to the stars, like smoke, 
We enter murky caves - where myriads of luring sirens roam: 
Beware of their mellifluous talk!

Alas, the only beacon of a fragile hope had sunk, 
These waters will be our demise!
The wild forget-me-nots entwine my burning lungs: 
"In time, life sheds its thin disguise."

The Night. With their amber eyes, the fervent harpies gaze, 
Awaiting the horrendous end.
Hold on! Amidst the chaos, we'll mount the towering waves: 
Embracing firmly, hand in hand.

Above the broken mast, a thunderbird is cawing briskly:
"Take off! It's time to spread your wings!"
Our life has flashed before our eyes, the moments - meagre, beastly - 
How evanescently they gleam!

Look, now the brutal current swirls, deluging our vessel: 
The helm is captured by the tide!
Don't cry, my dear, you're not alone, for we are still together - 
Love will eclipse the ninth wave's height.

Although the rampant ocean unfurled its grim abyss, 
We won't disperse without a trace: 
The wreckage of our troubled souls the water shall release 
Into the long-forgotten bays.

Transfigured by the tempest's rage, we swim to terra firma, 
Untarnished by the years forlorn.
As though the sleeping wanderers, awakened by a murmur, 
Our eyes behold the sun. It's Dawn!

Published by Veronica

Hello, lovely stranger! My name is Veronika Sizova, and I am currently studying in Canada. Since early childhood, I have been mesmerized by the literary art. The words – exquisite, intricately intertwined, sophisticated, magnificently powerful and fragile simultaneously, – remind me of the oceanic waves, and poetry hides in their unfathomable depths. This place is meant to become a sanctuary for the tortured souls, aflame with a passion for literature.

28 thoughts on “A reading of my poem “The Storm””

  1. This poem of yours itself is a drama of human life, charged with the energy of the universe, the viscosity of indomitable emotions and the sacredness of life in the midst of existential vertigo. “Let the audacious wind disturb the airy sail: 
    We have no fear of storms and saints, 
    Between the hidden rocks manoeuvring without fail, 
    Forgetting our old complaints.” It is so puissant and pristine in the feelings and emotions erupting from your soul that the impression spreads thru the mind and lingers there in variations. Fantastic work, Veronica !🌟⭐️✨🧚‍♀️🦄

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    1. Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Stephanie! Your thoughtful comments always reach the depths of my soul.
      I love that you mentioned “existential vertigo”! Although my literary style is closer to romanticism, I have also been contemplating various postmodern concepts and forms, so there are more experiments to come! It is a pleasure to know that my work has evoked a multitude of vivid emotions – your eloquent description is even more lyrical than the poem itself! 😉

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      1. My pleasure! It comes from the Sprit and the Mind. The rhythms of the verse charged with the gusto of pathos interacting with a struggling hope reminds me of Blake’s poetic authority. Great work! ⭐️✨🧚‍♀️

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  3. Wow… this poem gave me all the feels. It’s got everything; the light and dark of poetry and creative muse… and I love that you use “the ninth wave.” Amazing visual journey in your words alone. The video is also very cool. Is it iMovie? Your voice is beautiful. 🧜‍♀️🙏

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    1. Thank you for appreciating this poem, Lia! It’s a delight to know that you have enjoyed both the literary and visual aspects of my work. Your guess is right – I use iMovie for most of my projects. It is exceptionally pleasing that you like my voice! Not being a native English speaker, I am particularly anxious about posting audio recordings, so it’s a joy to receive encouraging feedback from you! 😉

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      1. Your accent is lovely, very very lovely. Thanks for sharing your process. I was wondering because I tried iMovie a bit some years ago. I love what you’ve done with it. Thanks for all your support and kind words. 💛

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      1. I haven’t done much on YouTube but if you follow my Patreon, I have just released a free mp3 of original spoken word & I’ve released poems publicly as well over there. I would like to move into video tho (with me in the video). 🤗

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  11. I know I’ve posted here before, but I had another listen to your lovely poem and your lovely reading. Also have read and enjoyed very much some of your other poems. You are clearly in a very creative period and making the very best of it. Thank you, too, for your kind comments on my poem. They were very much appreciated. I hope my lovely Russian Steppes are flourishing along, of course, with you!

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    1. Thank you from the bottom of my heart, dear Gwen! It was a pleasant surprise – I didn’t expect my old poetry to get so much attention! Receiving such generous praise from one of my favourite bloggers is a balm to the soul.

      You guessed it right! I’m trying to cope with the state of universal uncertainty by means of observing and creating art.

      It is always a joy to read your sublime poetry – I love your gift of seeing beauty in subtle things. Each verse inspires me to keep writing!

      The Russian Steppes are bathing in the unprecedented heat, longing, ironically, for a summer storm!

      I hope you are well & safe.

      With gratitude,
      Veronica

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    1. Dear Geri, thank you so much for your kind words! It was a pleasure to compose this poem and the video. However, receiving such fantastic feedback about my work is even more delightful!

      P.S. I’ll tell you a little secret: you’ve become my follower #200 – and I am profoundly happy! Being an aspiring writer, I treasure every new reader, and I hope you enjoy your time with ”The Waves of Poetry.” ❤️

      Is there a particular genre of poetry you like? It would be lovely if you’d allow me to compose a special ”present-in-verse” for you! 😉

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  14. I might not say as much as other people with rightly-said good words, but mine are no less felt to say that your writing is wonderful

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