Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Sandy Poems

birch trees creak
shed door blows open
temple dog jumps


robes whip n'fly
rain blast batters
bare monk head


white pines
grip deep n'sway
more roar than whisper



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6 comments:

  1. ND MitchellOctober 30, 2012 at 9:56 AM

    Looks like a crazy storm on tv but your words describe it perfectly.

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  2. MarianOctober 30, 2012 at 10:43 AM

    hope you're good after. wild! definitely a roar here, though now it's bright and breezy and balmy.

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  3. kfrabidaOctober 30, 2012 at 10:51 AM

    Superstorm indeed.

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  4. Kat MortensenOctober 30, 2012 at 3:13 PM

    Nicely captured. That last line says it all, but it could have been so much worse!

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  5. AnonymousOctober 30, 2012 at 8:15 PM

    Keep safe.

    As always, I thoroughly enjoy the Monk's perspective.

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  6. Sherry Blue SkyOctober 30, 2012 at 10:25 PM

    You have captured it so powerfully. Stay safe, and keep the novices close. This is a bad 'un.

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