Storms

At three a.m. the annoying telephone rings “Hurricane Kate will soon be making landfall; Drive to Panama City, start collecting your things” Microphones and tape recorders, I pack them all Just one week till the end of hurricane season “Thanksgiving’s coming,” I grouse as I hit the road Scrub pines twist furiously; I know the reason Five months of calm weather, but now the motherload A drive that is usually two hours now takes five Lightning strikes everywhere, brightening the night sky Approaching the beach, I’m lucky to be alive I sit in fascination; the waves are so high The fisherman’s pier collapses into the sea A spin-off tornado tears the roof off a school Disoriented, a man wades through the debris I invite him to my car so we can seek safety A vivid bolt of lightning sends him to his knees He covers his ears as thunder roars ominously I toss my raincoat over him, watching him freeze He can’t tune out the noise and acts irrationally When we arrive at the emergency center People gather round him and I ask who he is “We call him Crazy Mazy,” says the director, “He served in Vietnam, many medals are his.” With Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, he’s homeless Living on the streets, Captain Jim Mazy seemed strange The locals knew him well and offered him kindness But to outsiders like me, he appeared deranged For seventy-two hours, I stayed on the air Talking to officials and those who assisted As death reports came in, we bowed our heads in prayer When I tried to talk to Mazy, he resisted It was he I remembered most when I drove home Members of the Capital Press Corps united No longer on the street would this veteran roam Compassion for a war hero had been ignited Habitat for Humanity gladly pitched in As did the public, when Mazy’s story was broadcast Never again would he writhe in a hurricane’s din Storms were behind him, Mazy had a home at last
*True account, written June 28, 2014
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Smith Avatar
July 7, 2014 at 2:33 PM
Carolyn, congrats on a great win with this tragic reality of a storms capabilities.. Hugs.. Arlene
Marcum Wong Avatar
July 5, 2014 at 11:23 PM
Congratulations on your win for this very creative and impressive piece Carolyn!
A. Sharma Avatar
July 3, 2014 at 11:29 AM
Loved the optimism in worse too ,, great write Carolyn ! Congrats on merited win //Upma//
Jerden Avatar
July 2, 2014 at 9:41 AM
Great story Carolyn! Love these accounts from experience. Well done! Congratulations! (BTW, my inner spelling Nazi sees a possible typo... I think motherload should be motherlode instead?)
Callus Avatar
July 2, 2014 at 7:38 AM
Hi Carolyn....some good does come out of a destructive storm, too. Enjoyed your narrative poem which ends in such a positive manner. Congrats on a fine win. // paul
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
July 2, 2014 at 4:27 AM
Congratulations Carolyn!!! Life saving grip in the middle of storm .... Great one!!
Nance Avatar
July 1, 2014 at 9:29 PM
Everything I read of yours impresses me more and more, I am glad to see this on the winners list! you are awesome :)
Sietesantos Avatar
July 1, 2014 at 7:47 PM
Hi Carolyn, congratulations on a wonderful write and great win! Warmest regards.
Hamilton Avatar
July 1, 2014 at 6:54 PM
a wonderful story of humanity Carolyn congrats on 6th place hugs
Fraser Avatar
June 29, 2014 at 6:10 PM
Vivid memories of Storms from the past, memories so real that these Storms will last. Exceptional writing, but that's always the case in your writing Carolyn. Your up there with the best, and I've learnt from the best, no one else, James :)
Fraser Avatar
June 30, 2014 at 2:17 PM
Hiya Carolyn, I'll certainly be writing as often as time allows, and if the topic is right, maybe we'll write. Have a lovely holiday with your sister, James :)
Devonshire Avatar
June 29, 2014 at 11:05 PM
James, I think you and I grew when we wrote together. Although I will be gone for nearly a month, perhaps we can try another co-write some time. For most other co-writers, I've had to adapt my style. When I write with you, we seem in sync.
Mister Roboto Avatar
June 29, 2014 at 9:53 AM
that is some twist of events. went from a hurricane to a man insane. then lightening mixed with frightening, down to helping a man in need who had served his county with good deeds. MAZY sounds crazy. I dig where you went with this! Keep bringing the new stuff. JSL
Williams Avatar
June 29, 2014 at 3:22 AM
Carolyn I do love this but it must have been very harrowing for all involved, very well written....David
Nehls Avatar
June 28, 2014 at 9:37 PM
This is a wonderful story, Carolyn. The damage of war has such a long lasting effect on mankind. I feel your compassion for this man and I hope that your words will help others to understand. So compelling and easy to read. Very well done, my friend...... Robert.
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