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Hurricanes

Jose, Harvey, Irma, Gert, Cat. Five puts us on alert. Howsoever they are named, Mother's fury can't be tamed. Churning, roiling, liquid wall, looming four-plus metres tall. Floods of biblical expanse, survival just happenstance. Wind whipped into lethal squall, hammers those trapped in its thrall. Sturdy palm trees battered flat, Man and beast lost habitat. Follow devastation's trail, turmoil on a global scale. Home and business torn apart, plucking at strings of the heart. Lacking basic requisites, in amongst the detritus. Mourning all that has been lost, how begin to count the cost? Thank the selfless volunteers, who assist their stalwart peers. Former tropic paradise, scene of noble sacrifice. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 11 September 2017 My thoughts and best wishes go out to all those affected by the catastrophic weather in the Caribbean and the United States. For the "Hurricanes" contest, sponsored by Julie Rodeheaver. (5th Place)

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Date: 9/13/2017 8:21:00 PM
John, love the imagery on your poem, congratulations on your win hugs Eve
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John Michaels
Date: 9/15/2017 12:49:00 PM
That's very kind of you to say, Eve! Kind regards, John.
Date: 9/12/2017 9:42:00 AM
Congratulations for your win John :)
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John Michaels
Date: 9/12/2017 12:28:00 PM
Thanks very much, Heidi. All the best, John!

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