Weathering The Storm

diamondpoet on Sep 28, 2009

Tags: destruction, family, graditude, Hope, Life, storms

THE AFTERMATH OF A STORM.

Violent, vicious hurricane darkens the skies.
Leaving desolate areas throughout her path.
Families clamored together in tight spaces
Listening to pieces of debris, plummeting outside the window facing
Hours pass, suddenly emerging from a little crack, a ray of hope
Leaping with laughter, busting out of their homes
Nothing remains around them
Still able to embrace each other and be thankful they survived

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ashan1614 on Sep 28, 2009
I haven’t gotten to the aftermath of my storm yet… stay tuned for part 3, 4… however long it takes to finish the story.

I like this one, though.
chantell on Sep 28, 2009
Thanks for sharing. Aftermath of a storm, Wow.
willie wondka on Sep 28, 2009
I hate storms big or small, i love it when it passes over, my neighbour loves it and sits by the window watching it, me all the curtains are closed and the lights are on to try and hide the lightning flashes, lol, aaawwww!!!Nice poem.
Darla Cooke on Sep 29, 2009
Very interesting poem.
giftarist on Sep 29, 2009
That\\\’s what happened to my home country..Philippines..These are the very hard times for my kababayans..

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