Art is My Religion

March 30, 2010


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By Michele Spector

Inside my house,

Sweet silence breathes,

Rain pours outside,

Washing away,

Darkest mindset,

In Rivulets.

Thunder booming, clapping,

It feeds my primal need,

Nature cocooned in me,

I am remade completely.

I love rain storms. I’m even more jubilant if that includes thunder and lightning. The more animated it is the better. If the weather could rework us, and clean out all the debris, we could start over with better thoughts. The world would look fresh like the day we were born. We would feel connected to everything again instead of being cut off by our own negative thoughts.

How do you feel about storms?


  1. If you check out the pictures on my March 15 blog post, you’ll see that my feelings about storms depend entirely on the nature of the storm. We didn’t much care for this last one.


    Comment by cherilaser — March 30, 2010 @ 3:45 pm | Reply

    • Thanks for your comments. Although I know the potential damage that can be inflicted with storms, as I see that was done around your property, I still love them! Thanks for visiting and the health info on your blog.

      Comment by Michele Spector — March 30, 2010 @ 3:56 pm | Reply

      • I do understand, Michele. Normally I love the rain (and snow in winter too). But I’m a little nervous now when the ground is totally saturated and there’s a ton of wind. Still, last night I opened my window a bit so I could better hear the rain as I fell asleep. So you and I are not too far apart on this … πŸ™‚


        Comment by cherilaser — March 30, 2010 @ 5:49 pm

    • I totally understand. I just got a note from my my cousin–basement flooded again!

      Comment by Michele Spector — March 30, 2010 @ 10:03 pm | Reply

  2. Michele – your poem is beautiful! .. and the final ending is very apt πŸ™‚
    I love the way you then go onto to summarise your feelings about storms.
    I live in southern Britain, we are not in any ‘cyclone alley’ or in a dangerous area for storms, but sometimes when there is a powerful wind the 60 feet trees at the end of my backyard bend and I look out, fearing they might come down. They never have, but it’s the power of nature that always commands the moment and keeps us mere mortal respectful of its power. You know, you write a most beautiful blog.. let me call it a journal … and it’s a delight to be here reading your narrative. Thanks for sharing, Michele. I will of course be back!


    Comment by PoetTraveler — March 30, 2010 @ 4:19 pm | Reply

    • John, thank you so much for visiting! I’m so glad you enjoyed it. I have a flowering plum out front and a flowering cherry in the back. I’m afraid of losing them every time there is a storm. But they have been there about 14 or 15 years now and they just hang on. Across the street are the big trees and they are far enough from my house to inflict any damage, luckily. The strongest winds we have gotten here are about 60 mph at their worst. I live near the New Jersey shore, 6 miles inland.

      Thanks so much for your kind comments!

      Comment by Michele Spector — March 30, 2010 @ 4:50 pm | Reply

  3. Hi Michele,

    Thanks so much for your comment on my blog! I enjoyed reading a few of your poems today – I look forward to more!


    Comment by ashleymorganarts — March 31, 2010 @ 1:03 am | Reply

    • You are welcome. I really liked your poem! Thanks for visiting today!

      Comment by Michele Spector — March 31, 2010 @ 1:06 am | Reply

  4. Welcome in,
    you are such an angel,
    Happy Thursday Ahead!

    Comment by Jingle — March 31, 2010 @ 11:15 pm | Reply

  5. I love rain but have always been uneasy with thunderstorms, but you’ve made it sound inviting.

    Comment by suzicate — April 1, 2010 @ 3:18 am | Reply

    • Try this: There is a recording by Carlos Nakai called Desert Dance. If I remember it has a recording of a thunderstorm in the desert with drums and native american flute. It’s just wonderful to listen to. I promise, you’ll be hooked.

      Comment by Michele Spector — April 2, 2010 @ 2:33 am | Reply

  6. i don’t like rain when im outside… but when im at home, i cherish the times that it rains… πŸ™‚

    Comment by ishabelle — April 1, 2010 @ 6:33 am | Reply

    • Yes, I don’t like getting rained on either. But once I’m inside, I love the power of it. Thanks for your comments!

      Comment by Michele Spector — April 2, 2010 @ 2:34 am | Reply

  7. Enjoyed your poem. I love rain storms too. “Darkest mindset, / In Rivulets.” Nice lines πŸ™‚

    Comment by dustus — April 1, 2010 @ 10:58 am | Reply

  8. I too like storm, rain storm they always make me very, very happy.

    Comment by trisha — April 1, 2010 @ 2:08 pm | Reply

    • I personally have always thought they were fun to listen to. I’m glad you enjoy them also. Thanks for visiting!

      Comment by Michele Spector — April 2, 2010 @ 2:35 am | Reply

  9. I love the line “sweet silence breathes” – the way you talk about rain is lovely. Thank you for such a beautiful poem!

    Comment by exhonest — April 1, 2010 @ 2:48 pm | Reply

    • Thanks! There’s nothing like being in a quiet house, but outside there’s thunder and lightning. You almost can’t write about it. You have to experience it. If I write about it though, I get to live it twice, and that’s a plus!

      Comment by Michele Spector — April 2, 2010 @ 2:20 am | Reply

  10. Cool images– thanks!

    Comment by mairmusic — April 1, 2010 @ 6:53 pm | Reply

  11. My favorite line is: “sweet silence breathes” I love the soft, soothing “s” sounds πŸ˜‰ and the personification of silence. It’s a great opening line.

    Comment by HackyPie — April 1, 2010 @ 6:58 pm | Reply


    Pick one of your choice from the bottom three,
    Happy Thursday!
    Happy Easter!
    Thank you for the invaluable contribution to Poets’ Rally.

    Comment by Jingle — April 1, 2010 @ 10:37 pm | Reply

  13. a good thunder boomer is like primal poetry to my ears…much like your words…

    Comment by waystationone — April 1, 2010 @ 11:37 pm | Reply

    • Thanks for your comments. I’ve actually heard an incredible recording of a thunderstorm with drums. That was really something too. But it’s still nothing like the real thing!

      Comment by Michele Spector — April 2, 2010 @ 2:17 am | Reply

  14. Hi Michael,
    I just chanced upon your blog courtesy Jingle’s blog and must say I’m completely taken by the beauty showcased here.Your thoughts on storms are so true…I loved the lines “rain pours outside washing away the darkest mindset”

    keep it going!

    i would also like to invite you to pay me a visit at my page:

    your opinion would be invaluable!


    Comment by pravin nair — April 2, 2010 @ 2:51 pm | Reply

  15. I don’t mind rains, but am not very sure ’bout storms

    Comment by keerthana — April 3, 2010 @ 10:41 am | Reply

  16. ‘Most creative poet’ mention on my blog for you Michele..

    Pls do visit& collect at:


    Comment by pravinnair — April 3, 2010 @ 11:36 am | Reply

  17. Dear friend,

    After delaying as much as I could I have systematically added almost all my awards to my blog. Now its my turn to share them. Don’t be scared, just take one at a time.

    I will love to share these awards with you:


    With lots of affection and warmest wishes,

    Comment by trisha — April 4, 2010 @ 11:17 am | Reply

  18. I enjoyed your storm :-)It mirrors the cycle of struggle and reawakening. The storm is without malice but reminds us that nothing is certain.

    Comment by Jan Freeman — April 5, 2010 @ 3:54 pm | Reply

    • Thank you for visiting and your comments! Yes, nothing is certain. I remember a dream I remembered upon waking years ago. I wondered about what to do next in my life. Someone in the dream told me, “There are at least 300 ways to get there.” Talk about uncertainty, huh?

      Comment by Michele Spector — April 5, 2010 @ 4:13 pm | Reply

  19. Love this..whole new perspective to thunderstorms.

    Comment by suzicate — April 7, 2010 @ 6:47 pm | Reply

    • Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it! There’s nothing like a summer rainstorm! As long as the power doesn’t go out!

      Comment by Michele Spector — April 11, 2010 @ 8:30 pm | Reply

  20. true..kind of like the rainbow after the storm…clean and fresh and beautiful..just like your words…I love a storm too, at times..!!wonderful poem Thank You..!

    Comment by robin — April 7, 2010 @ 9:05 pm | Reply

    • Thank you so much for your comments and visiting my blog! Yes, wouldn’t it be nice to just wash all the negative in our minds away, just for one day even.

      Comment by Michele Spector — April 8, 2010 @ 1:12 am | Reply

  21. It will be an hour or so before I post, but I am passing Jingle’s participant award on to you.

    Comment by suzicate — April 7, 2010 @ 11:56 pm | Reply

    • Thank you! I have to play catch up with awards. It’s been such a crazy week, but I will.

      Comment by Michele Spector — April 8, 2010 @ 1:10 am | Reply

  22. Hi Michele, πŸ™‚ I’ve nominated you for The Perfect Poet Award … see my comments and nomination over at:

    Poet Traveler

    Comment by Poet Traveler — April 8, 2010 @ 9:22 pm | Reply

  23. Your poem was very refreshing. Great work πŸ™‚

    Comment by marieiris — April 8, 2010 @ 10:30 pm | Reply

  24. I like this poem a lot. The concept is beautiful!

    Comment by Mitchell — April 11, 2010 @ 5:08 pm | Reply

  25. Hi there! Would it be ok with you if I added you to the link area on my blog (“Poet Friends”)?

    Comment by Mitchell — April 12, 2010 @ 3:51 am | Reply

  26. I am afraid of storms,
    but I like it when the day goes too dry.

    Comment by Ji — April 12, 2010 @ 10:16 pm | Reply


    Happy Monday!

    Thank you for the long time support for Thursday Poets Rally.

    Comment by Ji — April 12, 2010 @ 10:17 pm | Reply

  28. hey. hope life is keeping you too busy in lovely things to blog.

    Comment by trisha — April 14, 2010 @ 5:14 pm | Reply

    • Trisha,

      Thanks for stopping by. I was a bit burned out the last few weeks. I’ll be back soon!

      Comment by Michele Spector — April 21, 2010 @ 2:13 am | Reply

  29. Dear friend,

    15th April is New Year in Bengal, the place where I reside. So, here is my New year gift for you, with the very best wishes:


    With lots of affection and warmest wishes,

    Comment by trisha — April 14, 2010 @ 5:16 pm | Reply

  30. Your writing is absolutely beautiful πŸ™‚

    Marinela x x

    Comment by Short Poems — April 15, 2010 @ 4:41 pm | Reply

  31. I love storms- I live in the pacific north west and one time we had the coolest storm… I live on five acres and behind us is a cow raising farm… and behing that you could see the lightning striking… it was like one of those lazer shows!

    Comment by Mitchell — April 15, 2010 @ 4:42 pm | Reply

    • Very cool! See this is what I like. You can’t beat nature sometimes for pure entertainment. It would be great if you could catch it on film when it happens!

      Comment by Michele Spector — April 15, 2010 @ 8:21 pm | Reply

  32. Dear friend,

    A little gift (award) for you is waiting eagerly for you at my blog specially decked up for awards- accepting and sharing. Please collect it.

    With warmest affections,

    Comment by trisha — April 26, 2010 @ 10:42 am | Reply

    • Thanks for stopping by and the prize. Life has been crazy here and I will get to this. Liked your poems by the way.

      Comment by Michele Spector — May 13, 2010 @ 4:07 pm | Reply

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