Being a stormphobic is hell. It's not storming outside, but the Spring Severe Weather season will be here before I know it. And the fear will begin...
"LABYRINTH OF FEAR" ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I find myself in a labyrinth Of my own creation. Surrounded by greasy walls of fear And my own frustration.
Sweat slickens my hands, I lose my grip And fall an endless fall. There's no way out, there's no escape; Around me, demons crawl.
They laugh at my struggles to get out. Believe me, I have tried. While they point out every failed attempt, In shame, my face I hide.
Thunder rips open the clouds above And lightning writhes in pain; The storm is the reason I am here Cowering once again.
In the labyrinth of fear I dwell, I've lost my sanity. Asking every time a storm comes near 'Twill it be the death of me? ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ (C) Copy written, 19 January, 2005 by Karla Dorman.
2004, the jet stream changed and the major part of tornado alley was through Nebraska. For five straight weekends, communities around us were under attack... One whole town disappeared. Where we lived had two in one night, one north, one south. The one to the south, I watched from our front door. Makes you realize how strong Nature is, and how weak we are. Great poem.
You capture the very essence of what us stormphobics feel whenever a storm is going on...but as long as you trust in the Lord, you know He will get you through your fears! AWESOME write; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin (and fellow storm phobic!), karen lynn. :D
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on January 19, 2005
Wonderful and I had a dog that this fit. We had a tornado and it picked him in the doghouse up and sat them down across the street. He filed a complaint with the SPCA and said he was not going back to that dog house.
Excellent write Karla, I can understand your fear of storms but I think that is born from a respect for the awesome power of nature as she so recently demonstrated not only in Asia and California but here in the UK too. Take heart from the fact that it inspires you to write such lovely poetry.
take care my friend
the next time you feel anxious about the weather, just remember that there will be people thinking of you, I hope that is of some comfort to you.
Excellent poem...have to say that storms do just the opposite to me...I relax and sleep like a baby when it's storming...now spiders send me to my own "Labyrinth of Fear" double time!!!
Wonderful poen on the topic Karla. Storms excite me, I look forward to them. Having said that, I know they can be frightening. I was in one in Canada all alone one time and it was the only time I knew the real terror a storm could arouse. I think my strange environment was mostly the cause, but it did give me an idea of the fear that must grip you. I pray you will get rid of that monster, and I think the key word is prayer;-)!
nice image - labyrinth of fear... we all have our own, don't we? i have always thrived on the excitement of a storm (have learned to temper my tornado-chasing thrill since becoming a mom, though), but nothing freaks me out as much as a string of August days with a blazing sun i'm sure has come to claim me. i know, kinda weird... nice poem.
afraid of storms, are you? I started to say its good you don't live in the midwest but i seem to remember you live south and that is just as bad isn't it? anyway this is very good, i enjoy reading your work
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Well written Karla.
love
Ian
God Bless
Michelle!
You capture the very essence of what us stormphobics feel whenever a storm is going on...but as long as you trust in the Lord, you know He will get you through your fears! AWESOME write; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin (and fellow storm phobic!), karen lynn. :D
take care my friend
the next time you feel anxious about the weather, just remember that there will be people thinking of you, I hope that is of some comfort to you.
Paul;-}