I can envision this happening in my mind! The picture also adds to the poem. You sure are getting a lot of storms there. I'm glad I live in Fla................M
Very nicely written. I like your daring--wanting to see the storm, wanting to photograph it. There is no mention of fear in this one. Can it be that you're getting braver?
Sounds to me, you might be playing with fire.
And most have to get burned
To learn.
If the birds were smart enough to fly
Sounds to me, you might want to say "Good-bye"
And head for shelter.
But then, that's me.
The StormSpinner may be that elusive - who knows-'posterity' WINNER.
Doug
Well done Karla. you already wrote so take a simple pic or two and RUN FOR YOUR LIFE. Knowing you? The chicken in ya wins hands down! Just kidding you my friend. Great write.
Karla, another great write. Isn't it amazing how our bodies can fortell the coming bad weather. Aching joints, etc. TV weather channels should pay us. In gratiude forever for caring and sharing. < < <HUGS>>>Mikii
hahaha...you have a sense of humor that goes a long
way in keeping the jitters at bay when the storms come!
(besides Creator's company;-) Great pic and poem, Karla!
some of these lines in here are very powerful... an interesting note: "they're rarely wrong." kind of took some umph from that second stanza... I can't figure out why... maybe because my mind was seeing, feeling, breathing it all in, and then there was an aside? --Don't know. The first two stanzas were the most powerful, and the third one could have a very interesting play-on-words with "The Poet I am" if you were to capitalize that "am"... The last stanza, you could throw away everything but the "What to do?" line, and it would just punch me... except that I really like that "StormFraider" bit... very cute.
Snap fast is all I can say and look at the picture to write about it after the storm. This is a tuff one. Well written piece of storm coverage. We are expecting a freeze tonight, kind of unusual for NC.
Reviewed by Rafika Anderson (Reader)
Reviewed on April 15, 2008
Karla, the first two stanzas of this poem read like haiku. They poured over me with deep sentiment in every line. I enjoyed reveling in the powerful imagery and relating to your words. Wonderful writing. I particularly was moved by the question, "where are the birds?" I believe we are highly tuned to the activities of birds and are accustomed to their company, thereby making it significant when they are absent. And, of course, the photo was magnificent. Brooding and stirring, at the same time. Keep up the great work!
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Cryssa
Blessings and love,
Susan
And most have to get burned
To learn.
If the birds were smart enough to fly
Sounds to me, you might want to say "Good-bye"
And head for shelter.
But then, that's me.
The StormSpinner may be that elusive - who knows-'posterity' WINNER.
Doug
hugs
Fee
Be always safe,
Karen
way in keeping the jitters at bay when the storms come!
(besides Creator's company;-) Great pic and poem, Karla!
Love,
ET
--just some ideas... what do you think? --Charlie
:)Christine
God Bless
Michelle~
(((HUGS))) and much love, your storm-fraider twink, Karen Lynn. :D LOL