We folks in Florida are quick to extol her amenity:
The beach, the surf, the lifestyle announce unique identity.
But, sometimes Mother Nature interrupts our serenity:
The pointed target of Irma’s wrath transforms to obscenity.
Post your Hurricane Irma poetry in the comments section below.
Lucy Giardiano Cortese is a freelance writer and owner of Lucy’s Lines ‘N Lyrics in Jacksonville, Florida. Her articles are published in Jacksonville Business Journal, AARP, Guideposts, Folio Weekly, Canticle, Grandparents Day, GRAND, Family Tree and St. Augustine Catholic magazines. Now retired, Lucy has been a teacher, district administrator, school principal and executive director in a career spanning four decades. A lifelong educator, community activist, mother and grandmother, Lucy lives her personal mission statement, “Each One, Teach One.”
stay safe dear friends
all will be well
hold on to faith and righteous thoughts
in times of woe, do not forget
that Lord Almighty treasures us.
Loneliness comes with a storm
sounds of winds gust
leaves rustle
against each other
trees bend as
they let the wind
take them.
Everything’s wet saturated
through and through
like a sponge you
can’t ring out.
Gray skies a blanket
without a tiny hole
not any blue in sight.
Each moment lasts endlessly
all the anticipation
then the isolation
when it’s overhead.
The clean up begins
way too much time
sucks the life away
like a vacuum cleaner
that won’t shut off.
Annoying sounds roar
will it end
people closed up
streets deserted.
Mother Nature
her hand on the throttle
we’re along for the ride.
She’s brought powerlessness
known too well
can’t keep it at bay
it comes
to seize the day
shape the night
steal today.
Loneliness is the storm
Storm is the loneliness
Can’t tell them apart
Even these strong winds
Can’t break them apart
Nothing can change it
Can’t make it depart.