Thursday, May 12, 2011

Precursor

Breeze last night felt fresh,
enlivened sleepy house.
Delighted by breeze,
I missed it's prediction
of thunder storm,
now flooding the street.
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7 comments:

  1. madhumakhiMay 12, 2011 at 7:42 AM

    A breeze is always a precursor to a thunderstorm. That's what i like about it.

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  2. Jack Edwards PoetryMay 14, 2011 at 6:01 AM

    Such an eloquently written piece. Well done

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  3. Judy RoneyMay 14, 2011 at 3:56 PM

    How wonderful it feels to read this piece about the breeze and how it enlivened those in your home. That is how I am feeling tonight. We just got a little rain and the world is fresh and cooler. I identify with this right now and look forward to taking Lexi for a walk in it.

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  4. LynneMay 16, 2011 at 12:18 PM

    Great example of living in the moment, not worrying about the storm ahead.

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  5. PeggyMay 16, 2011 at 10:58 PM

    Part of the hazards of living in and enjoying the moment -- missing the signs of things to come. But then the joy probably far outweighed the inconvenience of the storm (most storms anyway). Again good writing.

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  6. MaryMay 17, 2011 at 5:26 AM

    Interesting how a breeze enjoyed can turn nasty in short order! Good oftentimes NOT to notice this in advance.

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  7. VictoriaMay 17, 2011 at 6:56 PM

    Thanks for the comments on this poem, which was written about a real breeze and storm.

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