The Hurricane

The hurricane leaped onshore
dancing with delight
unhinging the tops of buildings
releasing them into the air
like balloons
whose knots are untied
then kicking the hapless battered bottoms 
far down the road
before spinning madly on
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Ravidas Avatar
September 4, 2019 at 2:23 PM
The balloons with untied knots is a very apt poetic image. Thank God, Chicago is far away from mess.
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September 5, 2019 at 9:54 AM
Uh-oh, Mr. Gershon, is it allowed to use such bad words here? The PS engine bans even such words as benis and fellacio)
Wolf Avatar
September 4, 2019 at 6:16 PM
Ha, Ha: There was a tornado in Waukegan, IL, a northern suburb of Chicago, yesterday evening... So, you never know...As far as balloons with untied knots: I thought it was a bit more elegant than 'fartlike sounds exploding everywhere.' Ya think?! ~ gw
Rodrigues Avatar
September 4, 2019 at 9:14 AM
Wow! I like this - a lot! A different take, from the viewpoint of the storm! Nearly joyous! A fave!
Wolf Avatar
September 4, 2019 at 2:18 PM
A fave. I'm honored, and a bit surprised. Thank you so much, Kim! :) gw
Vangaveti Avatar
September 4, 2019 at 6:21 AM
I could feel the hurricane under my feet. Very well expressed :)
Wolf Avatar
September 4, 2019 at 2:17 PM
Sure hope that hurricane stayed under your feet! :) gw
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