Monday, September 02, 2024
Storm poems
There were some great poems this week! I was really impressed with this anonymous entry:
Petrichor is the
Scent right after rain. Distinct.
Earth's lovely greeting.
Scent right after rain. Distinct.
Earth's lovely greeting.
Medievalist! Come inside!:
Thunder shook the air,
Lightening flashed in sky,
Hard rain in my face.
Lightening flashed in sky,
Hard rain in my face.
Desiree was a storm victim:
Trapped in school. Waiting
for the storm to end so I
can escape from work
for the storm to end so I
can escape from work
Jill Scoggins had a better experience:
On the deck, watching
two waterspouts dance. Fearful
and fascinated.
two waterspouts dance. Fearful
and fascinated.
And Christine visited twice (thank you!) with this:
Suddenly, big drops,
crashing like water balloons
from the sky, ka-boom.
crashing like water balloons
from the sky, ka-boom.
And this, a familiar scene:
Watching live radar
Ominous orange and red
March across my screen.
Ominous orange and red
March across my screen.
