In the brief lull between two gales
we assess the damage,
pick up broken pot pieces,
retrieve the lid of the compost bin
and weigh it down with a rock;
hold our breath
in the forlorn hope
that Storm Imogen has shot her bolt.
For dVerse prompt to write a poem of exactly 44 words, incorporating the word ‘lull’.
You’re not going to believe this, but it’s true. As I was posting this to my blog, it started to SNOW!
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Named storms of Europe now..
surprise Tornadoes
in Winter
Spring
of Florida too..
Weather changes..
And we survive on..:)
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and now the sun is shining
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Yes.. Love THaT change..:)!
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We are bracing for -20 to -30 temperatures this weekend! Yikes..
I could really visualize your story, Viv and I like the phrasing of your poem. 🙂
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Stay hunkered down in the warm if you can.
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I love that last line too! Sorry about your run-ins with slushy, rain-dribbled snow, Viv. No, not pretty at all.
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The snow lasted only while I was writing and then turned to rain again. It’s still raining, days later.
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A horrible situation very eloquently put! It rained heavily here yesterday – if that makes you feel any better
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🙂
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This is where I get my weather report from around the world. Sorry your weather has been so sorry. Ours thinks it’s spring! Way too early. Great poem though. You have such a way with words.
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🙂 My forecasts are unreliable.
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Well stated in poem here…forty four words spent well. Its amazing how powerful nature can be. Hope you stay safe and warm, Viv.
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What IS it with the weather everywhere this year…? Stay strong, Viv, this too will pass.
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You have had a heck of a winter there in Normandie, haven’t you? Wind can be so damaging.
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Fingers crossed nothing here but twigs and dustbin lids. It was worse in UK.
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That wind sounds awful. I can relate to the clean up afterwards.
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Ah, yes. I feel that quiet before the storm here, Viv. Batten down those hatches. Sending you sunshine and blue skies.
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Excellent wordsmithing, Viv, a very strong tale of a dramatic lull; kudos & clapping.
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Snowong here too! Lovely, Viv!
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this lull moment, the wait is scary…
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Love the everyday aspect of this captured by the compost bin lid – had to retrieve mine as well! – and the last line ‘shot its bolt’ … nice take
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I almost wish for a snow storm… we have just grey clouds and drizzle… I recognize the part of securing for storm….
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Yes, I empathize! We always hope that the worst is over! And are grateful when it really is.
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Neat summary of the aftermath. It’s amazing how much info can go into 44 words 🙂
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Yeeeow….you describe that lull between two back-to-back storms so well. I’m reminded of the two hurricanes that hit Bermuda last year – back-to-back. Staying in Bermuda this Feb and March — Sunday night we had gale force winds with sheets and sheets of rain and thunder and lightning — and now we are lulled by sunnier skies but still high winds and….hoping no surprise ending!
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She was a whopper, for sure. Lots of fences down, and power’s still out in many places around Sussex. Due to freeze tonight.
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Good grief!
It’s sunny – gorgeous, actually – but freezing here today. yesterday, torrential rain. The day before, same as today. The day before, same as yesterday. I’m sensing a pattern.
I like the poem.
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That must have been some snow storm Viv ~ We are in a midst of one ourselves here ~
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The snow has reverted to the normal rain we’ve been suffering for weeks on end, so it’s not even pretty!
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