Nearly seven inches of rain over two days of stormy weather. But we're here, we're H E R E! Thank God. :)
Image (c) 2005, Karla Dorman
The sky opens into a vast field of blue; the Earth awakens, kissed by the dawn. The storms, over; waters recede; nerves settle down; that wasn't the case, yesterday: tornado watches all day and most of the night; storms rumbling down tracks of precipitation laid directly overhead; sirens screaming warnings (but no touchdowns here); thunder so heavy it shook the soul ... that's ancient history:
Awesome write! Fears gone. New day suns bright in the mid-80's; from the draught to the rain - what strange Texas weather! Yet it comes quickly with soul searching urgency of the "what if...". You are truly blessed Karla; both you and Karen!
Peace&Grace,
Sharon
I am glad you guys once again have sun, we were praying for you, keep wriitng and be blessed
God Bless
Michelle~
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on March 31, 2007
Thank God..Hmmm only seven inches, and heaps of rain too..
Stay safe...I was told by Texans that if a tornado comes in your direction, go in a hole or under a place lower than road level?
Love this line Karla ... and I'm also thankful that the threat has passed. The weather in this country is becoming a fickle leviathan. Blessings to you ...
And what a glorious sun it is too! Glad the storms are outta' here! *grins*
I LOVE the lines, "storms rumbling down tracks of precipitation laid directly overhead". WOW!! An excellent write; very well penned! One of your best! Keep these stormy writes coming; they are your forte'! BRAVA, Stormspinner!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Praise the Lord! My friend I thought of you yesterday everytime the wind blew...I tried to remember to whisper a prayer that God would hold you in the palm of His hand...thank God for the Sun! and thank God for His Son!
Blessings from Kentucky,
Joyce Bowling
The thunders were trumpeting "here comes the sun!!!" "Here comes the sun!!!" what a beatiful way of describe a storm bellow.
Thanks for the sun, although...keep the storm.
Niiiiiiiiice
Georg
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Peace&Grace,
Sharon
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God Bless
Michelle~
Stay safe...I was told by Texans that if a tornado comes in your direction, go in a hole or under a place lower than road level?
the soul" ...
Love this line Karla ... and I'm also thankful that the threat has passed. The weather in this country is becoming a fickle leviathan. Blessings to you ...
Light and Wisdom ...
Excellent report-poem... "Ancient History" makes the news.
Enjoyed it.
Sunny days to You, Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Awesome imagery in this write, Karla. I'm glad you are safe, too!
EXCELLENT poem!
Many blessings,
~Linda
Wet but safe...lol!!
Love Tinka
I LOVE the lines, "storms rumbling down tracks of precipitation laid directly overhead". WOW!! An excellent write; very well penned! One of your best! Keep these stormy writes coming; they are your forte'! BRAVA, Stormspinner!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
As the song says, There's Got to Be a Morning After! And very glad to hear no touchdowns.
Blessings from Kentucky,
Joyce Bowling
Thanks for the sun, although...keep the storm.
Niiiiiiiiice
Georg