After the storm <br />Is this the calmer waters <br />The peaceful harbour <br />After youth’s chaos <br />The crashing down <br />Of white water waves of testosterone driven blindness <br />Co-mingled hurt and joy <br />To the quieter days of slippers <br />The comfy chair <br />The coal fire burning <br />Sitting stroking the dog in peaceful contemplation <br />Before the grave envelopes this carcass? <br /> <br />No more will I venture <br />Where the wide jaws of mountainous waves <br />Lash up to the cliffs peak <br />By the fog horn at the Gellay <br />Surging in a back-wash of white waters' fury <br />And the teeth of the greeny brown sea bed snarl <br /> <br />Quite a memory <br />Of when Dad and I wrestled with the white wall of fury <br />When words were ripped from my mouth <br />'Get us to HELL out of here! ' <br />Climbing up one giant wave as another wall of boiling white <br />Came crashing over the top of the first breaker <br />Monsterous wave, <br />Wall upon wall <br />Into the boat <br />Smashing us together in a knot of washed panic <br />Yet we lived to tell the tale <br />And walk on terra firma once again <br />After the STORM! ! ! <br /> <br />Yet I long for the sea once more.............<br /><br />Patrick Scott Hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-the-storm-part-2/
