Wicked Winds

Wicked Winds

A Poem by desertraven
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A poetic depiction of an actual event. Not meant to Rhyme.

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Wicked Winds

 

Hurricanes...

The more intense, the better.

Standing on the levee

wicked winds and rain pelting,

awaken me...

Arms toward the sky,

wet hair slapping my face

environmental turbulence

equals the inner turmoil

FINALLY...I feel balanced, empowered...

A "quickening" of sorts

powerful and raw

Lightening strike over the lake

I feel so ALIVE!

C’mon, Mother Nature

show me what you’ve got!

Really? A water spout?

How ‘bout a REAL tornado!

Give me your best shot!

Airborne debris, ha!

You missed! Try again!

Tornado slings another tree limb

I’M STILL HERE!!

Lightening strikes nearby

I’ve had enough for today

I shall sleep well ...

 

Sandra Ferrara Gentry 2008

© 2008 desertraven


Author's Note

desertraven
Yes, this is an event from my early twenties. Please enjoy.

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environmental turbulence

equals the inner turmoil

FINALLY...I feel balanced, empowered...

A "quickening" of sorts


i loooove these lines! Never thought of it that way, but maybe that is one reason people love storms so much. In that moment we finally have balance inward and outward. And we stand shouting "is that all you've got?" to the symbol of all our inner termoil giving us the sense of power over what threatens us... wonderful! Bring on the Hurricanes!

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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oh I love this! yes, I suppose you would sleep well after that! What a gorgeous write! I love the empowerment statement, I could feel it building. So glad you won out that day! ...and told the tale!

Posted 13 Years Ago


STILL STANDING AFTER THE STORM ~~~~GOOD WRITE

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very powerful words. i enjoyed this very much.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I understand that this was an actual event, standing in the face of all of nature's fury, embracing all that power, and turning it inward. this has that way to be taken though, of one standing outside in their back yard, on a clear sunny day, screaming this at the top of their lungs. not to nature, but to all the powers that be, that , hey, you can throw all you've got at me, but I am still standing. having found within themselves that power to transcend whatever tree limbs or debris life sees fit to send, that may block the path before them. they will still roll up their sleeves, dig in their heels, and find a way around it.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very powerful piece thought the imagery and flow was good in this ... overall nice job!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

environmental turbulence

equals the inner turmoil

FINALLY...I feel balanced, empowered...

A "quickening" of sorts


i loooove these lines! Never thought of it that way, but maybe that is one reason people love storms so much. In that moment we finally have balance inward and outward. And we stand shouting "is that all you've got?" to the symbol of all our inner termoil giving us the sense of power over what threatens us... wonderful! Bring on the Hurricanes!

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

A fighting poem...great stuff. Full of energy, defiance and positivity. The pressure builds and builds until the storm that is in us bursts out!

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Very nice... look danger in the face and laughing... wonderfully vibrant descriptions and awesome attitude you displayed.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

wow, this was an exciting piece. Beckoning with mother nature. I loved it. It is a great poem...feeling the exhilaration. "Ha, you missed" love that line, Sandi....love your humor...a pleasure to read.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

What a great poem about feeling ALIVE..."a quickening" is such a great metaphor and image!

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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My name is Sandra Ferrara Gentry. I am a writer, artist and no longer a stay at home mom. I went back to work in the restaurant business. I'm 44, a mother of 3 daughters, Samantha 23 , Kayla 19 and Ke.. more..

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