Every Storm.


We all have those times,

Those times when life gets hard.

The more we try

The harder things can get,

And we try even harder,

But things only get worse.


It is like a storm brewing.

The clouds get darker,

The thunder gets louder,

Lightning strikes at us.

Things just cannot get worse,

Then the rain comes

And tries to wash us away.


But we must always remember

That our lives will be good

Once that you realise

That every storm runs out of rain.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 14th, 2022 00:44
  • Comment from author about the poem: “Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass… It's about learning to dance in the rain.”
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek, dusk arising, verona.


  • orchidee

    Good write Gold.
    In every storm... don't forget your brolly, I say!

    • Goldfinch60

      Thanks Orchi.

      Skin is waterproof.


    • Saxon Crow

      Above every storm the sun still shines

      • Goldfinch60

        It certainly does SC.


      • L. B. Mek

        your video showcased
        probably the most emotive, interpretation
        of this piece of music..
        when you consider
        how many hours of practice
        in solitude
        and then together in painstakingly
        exhaustive effort
        to cultivate such symphonic
        while each, Genius
        plays with so much individual flair
        emotionality and musical ambition
        you just have to, surrender
        to the wonder of classical music..
        I know
        people want to label it this or that
        slow or imperialist or privileged or whatever
        but for me, when its done with such
        fervour and innate, passion
        you just can't deny its capacity
        to emote, to heal
        to showcase, Life:
        in prismatic Purificatory!
        (as for your poetry
        I too live life
        with wellies, ready
        and umbrellas, steady
        'while tapdancing, feet
        river dance like those Brave
        full of Pride and Defiance
        in the face of oppressive
        thanks Andy, simply
        a joy to read, watch, listen
        and try, to heed

        • Goldfinch60

          Your words are much appreciated Mek, thank you.


        • dusk arising

          I'm sure that you have seen out some thoroughly good hidings from storms lashes and, just as I have, been made all the stronger for it.

          This is one of your finest pieces Andy and it goes straight into my favourites to be read again and reflected upon.

          • Goldfinch60

            I certainly have come out of some good storm hidings d a as have you but we are still here and life is great.

            Thank you for you kind words.


          • Paul Bell

            I think sometimes you need the storm just to realise the potential that life has to offer. We all go at a hundred miles an hour now, so anything that makes us reflect is not a bad thing.

            • Goldfinch60

              God thoughts Paul and very true. Thank you.


            • Doggerel Dave

              Had absolutely no idea you had stormy moments, Andy. 😊

              Advice, however sound - liked it very much.

              • Goldfinch60

                We all have the odd stormy moments but they are soon overcome Dave.
                Thank you.


              • Fay Slimm.

                Love that thought - storms teach us how to dance in the rain. - How very true Andy.

                • Goldfinch60

                  Thank you Fay - would you like a dance?


                  • Fay Slimm.

                    Ah now that would be fun ! - - Thank you most kindly for your offer dear Andy and when the next summer rain storm begins I shall be waiting for your knock on my door.

                  • Jon Nakapalau

                    Wonderful meditation Andy - thank you for sharing!

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Thank you Jon, much appreciated.


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