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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

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Kurt Ravidas

Date: 9/4/2019 2:23:00 PM

The balloons with untied knots is a very apt poetic image. Thank God, Chicago is far away from mess.

Kurt Ravidas
Date: 9/5/2019 9:54:00 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)

Gershon Wolf
Date: 9/4/2019 6:16:00 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

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 9/4/2019 9:14:00 AM

Wow! I like this - a lot! A different take, from the viewpoint of the storm! Nearly joyous! A fave!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 9/4/2019 2:18:00 PM

A fave. I'm honored, and a bit surprised. Thank you so much, Kim! :) gw

Swetha Vangaveti

Date: 9/4/2019 6:21:00 AM

I could feel the hurricane under my feet. Very well expressed :)

Gershon Wolf
Date: 9/4/2019 2:17:00 PM

Sure hope that hurricane stayed under your feet! :) gw