After taking so many pictures of so many storms one will expect that our Karla has definitive left that scare-feelings somewhere in a room corner of the basement (possibly a dark one)
Wow!Karla I'm so proud of you! Your poetry has been superb, now you have finally faced the enemy eye to eye and came away victorious! Kudo's! Keep these great writes and pics,coming,and you may be famous one day!
Bold. And scary. I have great fear of lightning- it seems to "know" when you are looking, and strikes very near to where you are. Geat write and really awesome photo.
Good for you to find a way to overcome your once paralyzing fear of storms, Karla. It is only when we stand in front of the dragon that we have an opportunity to extinguish its flames. Thanks for sharing and also for sharing your photo. Merry Christmas to you, Karen and all those you love.
Take care,
Sherry
Frightening photo, Karla. Congratulations on holding your ground
in the Wal-Mart showdown. You're a wizard with your camera as well
as your words. -gene.
there is new found bravado in your poem Karla -- the skies should be advised, 'this your intent to chase the storms 'til their end -- this is another wonderful piece Karla -- I very much enjoy your words and the photo -- peace and love to you my friend -- JMW
Looking at each other... so the next step may be talking to each other. The beginning of romance? Hmm, where is this going to lead you, I wonder. I'll keep an eye on both of you. I'm going to click and watch in just a second.
Okay, so now you're getting tough, standing out in that cool weather taking pics of the incoming storm takes strength...I would love to see December lightening in NJ, maybe with snow along with it, but fat chance, unless you send it this way...Ed [though Rufuz wouldn't like it]
A naïve councilman and a down-on-her-luck single mom try to save their county’s last stand of forest from greedy developers and a dysfunctional government.
Sheila
Cryssa
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Eileen
Bold. And scary. I have great fear of lightning- it seems to "know" when you are looking, and strikes very near to where you are. Geat write and really awesome photo.
Take care,
Sherry
In Christs Love
Michelle!
Imaged and written with great poetic precision - your talent amazes!!
Hugs,
Lance
in the Wal-Mart showdown. You're a wizard with your camera as well
as your words. -gene.
Axilea
A perfect poem for the Eye of the storm!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D X0X0X0X0X0
I like this one... "The Skies Have Eyes" leads one to deep thinking on the affairs of humans.
I salute You, Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
"WE HAVE NOTHING TO FEAR, BUT FEAR ITSELF!"
ALL BULLIES ARE BIG - UNTIL YOU STARE THEM DOWN!
A POEM --->
Why Worry?
There are only two things to worry about:
Either you are well or you are sick.
If you are well, then there is nothing to worry about.
But if you are sick, there are two things to worry about:
Either you will get well or you will die.
If you get well, there is nothing to worry about.
If you die, there are only two things to worry about.
Either you will go to Heaven or Hell.
If you go to Heaven, there is nothing to worry about.
But if you go to Hell, you’ll be so darn busy,
Shaking hands with friends,
You won’t have time to worry.
ANONYMOUS
peace - tom.