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Thunder Bay

by Mr. Ed — Read all 1,530 poems by Mr. Ed

Saturday, May 31, 2008


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Inspired by a Thunderstorm

I Watched Developing Last Night,

And By A Very Tragic Old Tale

 

 

Music: The Thunder Rolls,

By Garth Brooks

 

 

It seems each and every time

Any thunderstorm rolls my way

I think about a story that I was told

By an extremely sad old man one day

 

I was eatin dinner in a quaint old tavern

Up in the woods, of northern Wisconsin

When I eventually spotted a sad old man

He was drinkin all alone, his tonic and gin

 

He soon asked me if I was fishin

And I quickly told him that I was

That’s when he looked me in the eye

And he told me about his best pal, Gus

 

He said that it was way back in the 1950s

He and Gus were out there a fishin one day

When a real monstrous spring storm sprang up

So they sped off toward safety, in Thunder Bay

 

The evil banshee north winds began a howlin

And the thunder, it rolled across the black sky

Lightning struck Gus in the front of their boat

And his friend was dead, in the blink of an eye

 

He said he had to take his friend back to town

And explain to Gus’s wife what had happened

And then he said, for the past fifty some years

He had wished that evil storm, had gotten him

 

The old man said he hadn’t been fishin since

Since that tragic day, way back in May of 1954

And I spotted that old man’s eyes mistin up again

As he slowly got up, and he shuffled out that door

 

 

And now, each and every time,

Any thunderstorm rolls my way;

I think about the sad tale I was told,

By an extremely sad old man one day.

 

 

That thunder, it still rolls,

And that lightning, it still strikes;

Although over fifty years have passed,

For him, it’s yet another sleepless night.

 

 

©2008, Mr. Ed

 
     


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Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg
Reviewed on June 5, 2008
god whats wrong with me...i should have felt compassion for this sad tale, instead I found myself completed pissed off at him for wasting 50 yrs stuck in a moment out of his control.

Reviewed by Mary Patterson
Reviewed on June 2, 2008
Excellent. Captivating ! It took me there !!!Great write ED!!!! The old man has carried much guilt through the years. He needs to let it go.. He can't change whats already happened....M

Reviewed by Christine Alwin
Reviewed on June 2, 2008
You know this makes me think,,, everyone has a story,, it is hard to belive what one goes through,, and we need to listen....I love stories,, this man has suffered deeply,,, so sad.

Reviewed by Georg Mateos
Reviewed on June 1, 2008
Ed, that's a story to be told in a campfire among friends with a cup of scalding java with "something in it" after a day when the fish played hooky and didn't bit once.
Nothing sober more a fisherman than the story of the dead of another frisherman.

Georg

Reviewed by Felix Perry
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
Excellant haunting story and background music.

Fee

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
Wow! What a sad and captivating write my friend! You've penned this poetic tale with excellence my friend, sad and haunting...a story to remember! Well done!
Blessings,
Joyce B.

Reviewed by Kate Burnside
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
Love the atmosphere you conjure in the heavy-heartedness of your sad tale and voicing, Ed. The mighty storms are big enough indeed to put an end to our fragile existance in any way they choose, but to think that by just us holding the wrong implement at the wrong time, such as a golf club or fishing pole, we can be taken at the scene of our own leisure and pleasure, is devastating. I feel for this chap's survivor guilt... I have just come in from a jaunt around the bay in our little Dory... weather still and sublime, just a few rain clouds around... However, a couple on a jet ski were tossed off through mishandling and couldn't get the thing righted again and all three were starting to go down... Ours is only a tiny frisbee of a boat and I thought we were all going to tip and go under as we struggled to get both the couple and the jet-ski on board... Heavy and frightening work, but a happy end to MY story, at least. These things happen so easily, so fast... Bless you. Kate xx

Reviewed on May 31, 2008
Such a beautiful ballad of sadness...and friendship. Always enjoyable to read these poetic tales you share with us...many thanks, dear friend (do I repeat myself? 'Tis truths :o)
Blessings, Appreciation, and Love ~~ Micke

Reviewed by D Johnson
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
Ed, this is a gem of a story...and you have told it well. One of your best.

Peace,
Dan

Reviewed on May 31, 2008
ED - well done!

Many a man and beast has been felled by Mother Nature,
Especially in the lakes and seas, if you please!
But 'tis sad the old lad did forego the wishin' of further fishin'.
T'weren't the fish who done Gus in, t'was the Lightnin' -
He shoulda begin agin' !

peace, tom.

Reviewed by Michael Guy
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
Hey this is like a classic Dylan song or something! I love it, especially with the fishing references. Sounds real to me; I love storms-over-lake imagery anyway. Too bad you couldn't take the ol man fishing again to sort of heal him! Once again, amazing how you craft these verses...
Looking for more like this, michael guy

Reviewed by Ed Matlack
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
Sad story this one was & I wish that poor gentleman to find peace...ed

Reviewed on May 31, 2008
Midi - words - perfect - haunting! To have stopped living since 1954 - not doing something he loved - is tragic - well done, Ed -

((((HUGS)))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Lew Duffey
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
Very well written.
Sad story but it kept my interest.
God Bless,
Lew

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
So sad,well done dear man...have a wonderful and safe day..Hugs

Reviewed by E T Waldron
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
You are a great poetic story teller Mr Ed! I'd love to sit around a campfire in your company and hear you tell tales.;-)!tiger lily

Reviewed by Gene Williamson
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
Thanks, Ed. A good tale well told in your poetic fashion. - Gene.

Reviewed by Charles Keller
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
A perfect example of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Very sad story. Thank you for sharing it, Ed.

Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
Interestng write--sounds like a ballad to me. I can't help but relate the thunderstorms to daddy's advice about snakes--"You mustn't fear them, you must respect them and take measures to protect yourself." I enjoyed your story.

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
such a sad story--well written

Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)
Reviewed on May 31, 2008
I love this write - always a fan of "folklore"-type stories, especially those that touch the heart.

Reviewed on May 31, 2008
A crack of lightening woke me up about five this morning, and when I opened your site again and then it rained into my little office because of your sad tale, there is just no safe heaven from sadness is there, Early Morning Blessings Ed! Jasmin Horst


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