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Prelude To a Storm

I woke under heavy grey skies of morning, foreshadowing of a tropical storm warning Gently, the rain was falling in a drizzling mist, nurturing botannicals as though being kissed Just a little wind but torrential rain I will get It's hurricane season so everything gets wet This one's not expected to be brazen like Katrina No hurricane could have ever been much meaner I've plenty of food and water in case I lose power and if I do I've candles plenty to last hour after hour Pen and paper to write poetry even in dimmest light I'll hunker down, wait it out through tomorrow night Two days on hold from this storm to be called Cindy She'll bluster and I'll cuss her if she becomes too windy And when the angry storm has finally passed me by I'll wake to bright sunshine and a beautiful blue sky
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Walker Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 7:17 PM
This is a great flowing read Lin..... you depict the storm and waiting it out wonderfully :)
Lane Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 7:26 PM
Thanks, Lenna. The wind has gotten a bit gusty in the last hour, but storminess is beautiful as long as it presents no danger.. not yet anyway. ;-)
Smith Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 2:24 PM
You are always welcome to escape up here...my ex-sister-in-law is Cindy..need I say more
Lane Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 3:04 PM
How kind of you. So far just lots of rain. I have an ex sister-in-law named Cindy, too. What a witch!!
Roper Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 12:12 PM
Wonderful write, Lin, a few weeks ago my granddaughter and daughter in-law while playing baseball game a tornado decide to appear without warning. My little girl was terrified and in tears.....
Lane Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 12:16 PM
Oh goodness, Eve. Tornadoes are terrifying, much more so than tropical storms or hurricanes because they give no warning. I'm glad they're alright. Thanks for the compliment.
Green Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 11:25 AM
I know it must be a scary situation, especially if you faced Katrina, but to me there is something so mystical about big storms. I liked your poem a lot Lin.
Lane Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 11:35 AM
This storm is not much to worry about and may fizzle out, but the weather is always so fickle. Katrina was a nightmare for months after getting home, which I couldn't do for 3 weeks after she hit. Thanks for liking this one, Chris.
Turner Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 9:53 AM
Just stay safe! Maybe catch up on some sleep:) Enjoyed the poem, Peaches.
Lane Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 11:32 AM
Merci, Danny. This won't be much of a storm, at least it's not predicted to be, so all will be well. Thanks for your thoughtfulness.
Smith Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 9:21 AM
Good one Lin, stay safe and keep dry...
Lane Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 11:32 AM
Thank you, Charlie. I'll be ok and thanks for your concern.
Sands Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 9:04 AM
Nice poem Lin. I enjoyed reading this. Stay safe. :)
Lane Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 11:31 AM
Thanks very much, Heidi.
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