Hurricane Irene I See (a poem from 2011)

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Hurricane Irene I See



Hurricane Irene I see

 

Waves wind and sand

 

Coming soon to land


Mass evacuations,

Shelter's opened up; some say we can bring our pets too

 

Hurricane Irene I see

Dances so slowly along our coast

Dancing right up to say hi, swelling waves of water soon begin to boast

Talking a waltz it seems as slowly steadily she comes

 

Hurricane Irene I see

 

Dancing along, waltzing along, laughing as we flee

 

Chuckling as we shut down, and begin to pray

Lingering for a bit not so far from the fault line, that shook but a few days ago

Slow and steady, pretending to lose ground, turning again, with remarkable grace

Hurricane Irene I see

A name of beauty, a name of peace,

Yet broken limbs, power outages, torn roofs bear record, Irene steps

 

Racing away, vacationer's and residents the same, flee inland

News reports entail the bloody details, the aftermath of a hurricane

Waiting, we wait to see, just how badly will we fair?

Hurricane Irene I see

While some may remain steadfast, defiant, unmoving other's race from her gaze

Yet, still she lingers but a moment a tear falling from her cheek

The wind captures the silver tears as she weeps, brushing away her shame she smiles again

Remembering again why she's here, she spreads her wings and begins to waltz along a coastal plain.

Lifting her feet she spins around, lifting her arms she waves as she knows she's doing her duty.

A duty to clear, to freshen to renew, to give a fresh new hope to those who've lost so much

Irene's wake I see,

Economic collapse some in vain proclaim

Yet, Irene dances along knowing this is not true for surely her footprints must be cleaned.

Her whispered words must be wiped away, yards must be cleaned, spruced up and cleaned, and roads

 must be cleared

Irene's wake I see,

As she turns once and again, I see that still it is true today, "all things work together for good for

those who love God"

 

As she spins once and again, she says I've done what I could today

I've left you with many jobs to do

Irene's wake I see

So much clean up, so many mouths to feed

Hurricane Irene, truly there is a reason you've came this way

Turning a nations heart back to God perhaps, reminding us that we are insignificant alone

Reminding us that God alone is able to heal our land, if we but repent from our wicked ways, and

turn from our sins.

 

Hurricane Irene stands slowly swirling about churning up the waters reminding us that people, are

much more important than the vanity of materialism that we each chose to collect...

Hurricane Irene I see,

Swirling around, slowly waltzing about dancing not far from the fault line,

Swishing the waves so high, reminding us for our neighbors to pray.

Hurricane Irene, I see




Hurricane Irene I See

8/27/2011

We complain of no jobs, of no company, of so many things, we pray for all of these so God sends us a storm to dance along our shores to bring us together, to remind us to pray...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(I wrote this poem after the article that I wrote was rejected for publication interestingly though I was paid 8 dollars for the exclusive article that was not published. The poem above was a performance or pageview only pay though. So I guess it all worked out.)