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Author Name: FreeHcivolmra 6 Comments
Date Added: September 28, 2012 14:09:06 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Free Verse
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The Hurricane


Silent and still,
we wait for the storm,
the sun beats down,
with uncharacterisic fury,
causing the air to glisten
with the illusion of incarcerated water.
With a violent cough
and a powerful surge,
Isaac makes his presence known,
bellowing with rage
he rips his arms forward
in an attempt to expunge
the feeble human buildings.
Driving inexplicably onward,
his tears of anger
pelt the gently rolling ground,
attempting to flood
the desolate roadway
between the wandering fingers
of the Mississippi River Delta.
Author's Notes:
This was true of where I work and live durring Hurricane Isaac. Thanks for reading.
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Comment By: PremiumMary Lou Allen on November 20, 2012 04:46:37 PM Report
Nice job. As a native Floridian, I'm well acquainted with the experience you express here. Hope you and yours were able to stay safe and dry. ML
Comment By: FreeFirestone Feinberg on September 29, 2012 12:18:59 PM Report
This is fantastic, John.  So glad to hear from you.  Always a pleasure!  Hope all's well -- now that Isaac has gone the way of all things...   --David
Comment By: PremiumShawn on September 29, 2012 12:02:07 PM Report

So, my northern friend got to experience the joy of a hurricane.(I speak with great sarcasm) I'm happy he stayed CAT 1 and I hope we don't have to deal with anything higher, because despite his low category he sure did unleash a great deal of fury.  I thought of you during the storm, wondering what you had to deal with and if you were safe. Great poem and thank you for all you do and probably are continuing to do.-Shawn


Comment By: PremiumHarry William Harborne on September 29, 2012 05:19:44 AM Report
I have never seen a hurricane or a tornado! I cant say I am sorry. I did once see a whirl wind, I was making ten acres of hay and it picked it all up and dropped it on my neighbours farm! That was enough for me. You convey great power and force in this work. bravo. Bill H
Comment By: FreeGraham Jones on September 29, 2012 03:19:41 AM Report
I was in a submarine back in the late sixties and we were caught on the surface in a Hurricane damn near wrecked us and had to put up in to Norfolk for about six weeks to repair the damage had a great time there but will never forget that storm it was awesome,the poem brought all the memories back it felt so accurate well done John~Graham.
Comment By: Freee. Gene Myers on September 28, 2012 08:17:07 PM Report
This sounds like Richmond, Va, this afternoon.  Suddenly the sky drew dark and then came the winds and rain.  It poured buckets for about ten minutes and then was gone.  You should have heard the acorns bouncing on my roof when the winds came.  Sounded like a machine gun going off.  This poem really hit home tonight as I read it.  Love it, but then, I take walks in hurricanes.  As a kid I learned to love storms and delivered news papers during hurricane Gladis in the 1950's.  Your description is extremely accurate.  I could feel the moisture in the wind.


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