I know hurricanes.
Always swooping in overnight
With screeching winds,
Drenching rains, tornadoes.
Now Texas has come under fire
With a monster called Harvey.
Watching the devastation
Brings it all back to me.
No power for days on end.
No air conditioning; no hair drying;
No cooking; no television.
Hot sodas, no ice, bed at dusk.
Trying to get a newspaper out
Without the resources needed.
The easy part is finding folks
Willing to tell somebody their story.
Flooded homes and businesses,
Empty spaces where buildings once were.
Disruption of daily existence;
Focus on the elation of being alive.
Trees stripped of leaves,
Long lines, irritability.
Staircases leading to an open sky.
Gratitude to strangers for aid.
I know hurricanes.
And while coastal living can be ideal,
It also can be precarious.
Maybe cornfields aren’t so bad.
Note: I’m forcing myself to turn off coverage of Hurricane Harvey, or I’d never get anything done. Still, my thoughts and prayers are with those uprooted by its path. Stay safe out there!
A pessimist sees only the dark side of the clouds, and mopes; a philosopher sees both sides, and shrugs; an optimist doesn’t see the clouds at all — he’s walking on them. ~Leonard Louis Levinson, author
Always hanging over us
Ever changing appearance
Foggy mornings with dew
Healing for our moods.
I often glance upward
Just to see the skies
Kind of a pasttime
Looking at the sunrise.
My search is rewarded
Now with this scene
Of sunlight diffused
Prisms that gleam.
Queer the fuss we make over
Retrograding Mercury and
Sporadic solar eclipses
That prompt us all to look
We realize that once again
Xtremes of nature
Yell loudly while the commonplace
Zips along unnoticed.
Note: This is a poetic form known as the A-B-C Poem. First one I’ve ever tried, and it was harder than I expected!
The lovely poetess/fantasy author Cynthia Morgan of BooknVolume has graciously offered to put me and my soon-to-be-published novel Unplayable Lie in her author spotlight today.
Thank you, Morgan!!
Please hop over to read our interview and leave us a comment. When you’re done, hang around a bit and enjoy Morgan’s golden pen — you won’t be disappointed.
Once again, thanks to all of YOU for being such loyal, supportive readers and friends!!
How strange that Nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude! ~Emily Dickinson, 19th century American poet
Moth or butterfly?
Who cares when it’s so pretty
And tarries awhile?
Note: Found this beauty clinging to the screen one day when we were taking advantage of natural air conditioning. Any guesses as to what it is?
You can bury a lot of troubles digging in the dirt. ~Author Unknown
As time goes on, I’m learning something about my mama.
She’s got a Green Thumb.
There are very few monsters who warrant the fear we have of them. ~Andre Gide, Nobel Prize-winning French author
Perhaps Monsieur Gide never came face to face with THIS:
Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better. ~Albert Einstein
Want more creativity in your life? Less stress? More abundance?
Then get some Moss Agate.
Thanks to healingcrystals.com for this photo of Moss Agate
The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong. ~Mahatma Gandhi
This silent treatment
Is getting more than old.
Same argument as before
With no resolution in sight.
Surely we can do better than that.
Like clouds boiling in a darkened sky
Our emotions take center stage.
What we need to remember
Is why we’re together
And how strong we are
Bet you missed me, right?
Well, I’ve missed you all, that’s for sure, and it’s high time Mama let me take over her blog!