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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A dedication to Eileen Ghali for her prolific production of inspiring work Willow Tree = Keyboard And that’s your only clue Hurricane Eileen - The Storm As darkness drew nearer Light falling to drearer I knew, the night was a foul The windows were slashed By her white lightening blast Down the chimney old windy did howl By her orchestrates He rattles the grates Appears round each gap in the door Then in comes her rain Through cracked window pain As I witness her latest downpour How the storm fascinates With the show she creates And I sit here and watch her for free Down on the plain Taking the strain She batters the gnarled willow tree Great thunder clouds form In the head of the storm And magic arrives in her sky Come rivers of rain With nowhere to drain The water, a flood, rises high Then happens a lull To recharge to the full Takes time out to contemplate To be cruel or be kind She rampages her mind And comes back, at double the rate With a boom and a crack Bursts silver from black A crescendo of noise fills the ear And the gnarled willow tree Writhes in ecstasy By the pulse of her wild atmosphere Mixed shadows are cast By her white lightening blast Her soul, for a while, exposed For a moment in time All is in rhyme Till her story she chooses to close As her elements soar They’re at large with a roar For hours they’ll dance and they’ll play Blows the hurricane Driving her reign Till had, fulfilment of stay With her forces unleashed Her passions released The storm passes over to light Once more she has shown By the tantrum she’s sown Her strength… her power… her MIGHT.
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