Sheila Kathryn Barrera Poet Free verse

Hurricane Memories

HURRICANE MEMORIES

That blasted storm
had come up the coast
all the way to New Jersey;
nothing could stop it.

The pigeons were diving
coasting sideways
one wingtip to the sky
the other to the ground.

It was a playground to them
something to play with
as I watched in amazement
my fears calmed.

If they were so at ease
who was I to worry
safe behind my storm windows
watching their carefree ways?

SKB, relieved Fay never developed, it was a washout here.

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James Foulk August 19, 2008 at 8:25 PM yes it is a terrible thing what a hurricane can do. you wrote a very fine poem here and it is memories that one wants to forget.

Sharon Winter August 19, 2008 at 3:33 PM Yes, very relieved for all in her path. I am in NJ and it is so rare they ever reach here. Better knock wood. Love, Shar