A Ray of Sunshine

"Jess and Liam get caught out in storm, and things get interesting."

My older brother Liam was currently scowling at the many cars in front of us. It was 8:30 in the evening, and we'd been sitting in London traffic for nearly an hour. The storm was still raging on outside, and...

Katie provides shelter from a storm

"Tyler has a car accident in a storm and is aided by Katie who provides him with refuge and care."

Returning from Australia was always going to be challenging but settling back home was made ever more difficult by the adverse weather conditions at the start of 2014. A cold December was followed by stormy and blustery conditions in January...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Thundering rain against my skin,Violent splatters slapping, stinging;Black moon rising in the midnight,Passions rent in the depthsOf your raging eyes.Rolling tides and roiling foam,Howling...

The Storm, Our Storm

"A stormy afternoon on the rooftop"

What is it about the pounding rain, the thunder and lightning of the storm that brings out the animal in us. Our roof garden patio is open to the sky, the wind and the rain, but not visible from our...

1000 Rooms

"This was written the day the drought broke last summer. The analogy seemed fitting."

1000 rooms rain is finally falling, I can hear it hit the ground above me. thunder and lightning roll across the sky fucking each other relentlessly.their sweat falls from the sky cooling air and earth, quenching thirst, washing air. the early morning thrum on...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Tentative smiles on meeting joy,Gentle brushes with nervous fingers;We two here are lost in this worldOf each other's breath and dawning gladness.Shy gazing into...

On The Inside, Looking Out

"I watch them, just as always..."

Splattering raindrops drum the rooftops,Winds surround two loves out there;In torrential downpours, soaking;They don't notice; they don't care.Gale-blown leaves both shout and whisper,Trying to catch their smiling eyes;The laughing raindrops try to prod themFrom the ever-darkening skies.These sad eyes both...