Night. Rain, and the roar of thunder concealed the monster lurking in the clouds - never heard it until the sirens began to wail - by then, it was too late to sound a warning. The funnel formed on top of us, peeling back the roof of the apartment complex I live in ... severe weather can happen anytime: from experience, I know. This was my third, the scariest, the closest one. My apartment took two months to repair. Been in two, since then - yep: five. It's no wonder I don't feel safe when bad storms come this way!
Emotions well expressed in this poem, Karla. My one bit of anxiety: we up for some "bad 'ens" from now 'til summertime.
Micke
Reviewed by Rafika Anderson (Reader)
Reviewed on February 18, 2008
Wow, this is great. I can feel your fear and pain, the sense of foreboding and intense awareness in each line. We are made cognizant of how conscious we must remain of the power of nature and how we must respect it.
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
Reviewed on February 18, 2008
Don't think I could handle more then one of those calls. At least with the huricanes in Myrtle Beach you had plenty of time to go inland over the water way and hang out in one of the schools they open for shelters. Lady J
yikes,I've ben throung one,the family headed to the basement at 11:00pm and waited ..but it was very quick.....long wait.you have the fury int his write down and the fear.
be safe,
stan
As one who witnessed a tornado in the middle of nowhere, on a tiny houseboat, I cringe when I hear storm warnings, too. And these storms seem to be getting worse and worse these days.
They haven't see a twister in Sausalito since Cheops was nagging everybody about building him a Great Pyramid, you should consider it.
Santa Rosa is a beautiful part of town, and friendly too.
My parents moved to Florida more than twenty years ago. My dad passed away almost three years ago. I've listened to their fears at times about severe weather, but they've always been lucky as it's swept past them or left minimal damage. Hang in there, karla! Prayers are with you.
This is frightening. [shaking my head in amazement] No wonder you have such an intense dislike/fear of foul weather. Stay safe.
God bless you. Kathy
Reviewed by Tavia McDowell (Reader)
Reviewed on February 17, 2008
Oh, I feel for you. I had a close-call with a tornado last week.
It didn't last long, nor was it very strong; it caved a lady's roof and that was that. You are right, that type of storm is the scariest.
In fact, that storm is scarier than a hurricane, and I've been in a few of those.
Be safe, and God bless.
I watched the weather today on CNN and saw that you all were being plaqued by twisters. I started to pray for you then. I'm happy that you are safe.
God bless you and your sister.
Blessings and love,
Susan
Whoa... pretty scary stuff! Those sirens have a wail all their own as well. I always thought they were loud enough to wake the living dead... until we didn't hear one during the night.
So glad you made it through that night okay!
Cryssa :~)
It must have been terrifying, Karla; I am so glad I wasn't there then! When you called and told me what'd happened that day, my heart fell to my toes. I was so scared for you; glad you weren't hurt (or even killed)! It could have very easily been much worse; God was watching out for you that day, and He continues to do so! I echo Art Sun Hernandez's words 100%!
You capture the fear and terror you felt; powerful write! Very well penned; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twink, Karen Lynn. :)
you've developed quite a niche here with these storms, facing your fears so directly in its path, then spinning awesome words is an amazing talent....and I enjoyed your blog...well done
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Micke
in hopes for your safety always...
John
be safe,
stan
Santa Rosa is a beautiful part of town, and friendly too.
Georg
I cannot imagine living this way! Thank you for sharing this poem.
Love and Hugs:)
Sheila
God bless you. Kathy
It didn't last long, nor was it very strong; it caved a lady's roof and that was that. You are right, that type of storm is the scariest.
In fact, that storm is scarier than a hurricane, and I've been in a few of those.
Be safe, and God bless.
Tavia.
God bless you and your sister.
Blessings and love,
Susan
So glad you made it through that night okay!
Cryssa :~)
excellent but scary write
Love & peace be with you
William
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Fee
You capture the fear and terror you felt; powerful write! Very well penned; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twink, Karen Lynn. :)
We pray that no harm ever comes to you and your family...
stay safe...Art Sun...