From the tropics she came
with a roar, dark and prolonged,
sketching herself with rain
playing her squally song
on roof-tops and windowpanes.
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Author:
Jerry Reynolds (
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- Category: Nature
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From the tropics she came
with a roar, dark and prolonged,
sketching herself with rain
playing her squally song
on roof-tops and windowpanes.
Offline)
Comments6
'Tropical Storm Elsa, which brought heavy rain and high winds to parts of Florida and Georgia, moved into the Carolinas on Thursday and is forecast to race northward up the East Coast over the next few days'.
- This one Jerry?
Yep. Raining sideways at the moment.
Thanks, Dave.
Next time your PR manager position becomes vacant Jerry, please place my name on the shortlist......😊
A nature disaster we have to live with.
Thanks, M.M.
Beautiful in it's way.
For a microsecond, I thought this little nugget was about Elsa the lion of Born Free fame .. but then it hit me .. and all was revealed ..
this is so much better than a tale of a big pussycat being returned to the wild .. this is indeed art 🙂
Thanks, Neville.
Storms are like toxic loves.
Scary but beautiful.
Words that pay homage to one of nature’s strengths
Thanks, M.S.
They are scary, but beautiful as well.
Strangely enough I thought like Neville about the poem's subject - -
- but as I never knew you had such chaos from Elsa's high winds and rain my thoughts go out to you Jerry and all those suffering from her lion-like mighty roars.
Thanks, Fay.
A twist I never expected.
“Tempest or Gale” would expand the audience.
Nature will never be tamed.
Andy
Fencing with yourself, with knitting needles.
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