Hurricane...poem

I never realizes how bad hurricanes were till I lived in Florida. These storms are no joke. I’ve seen winds pick up an entire roof and throw it a mile away. Then there are the tornadoes that come along with the storm. Rain, wind, temperature, floods, and storm surge. I’ve watched the ocean come ashore and cover an entire restaurant in water. These storms are not something to take lightly. This is my homage to the Hurricane.

Hurricane

Hurricane season had come again.
Watching the news on the 9's
waiting for the latest track,
the latest computer generated 
spaghetti model ready to tell 
you with uncertainty 
where you fit in the cone
of death.

Wind is blowing harder
50-60 knots or thereabouts.
The waves have kicked up
The palm breezes swaying
breaking off all the dead wood.
Forecasts of storm surge
of water spouts
of tides and flooding.
The rain starts in a mist
the humidity rises 
and a layer of water is on your skin.
Down pour 
deluge
winds: 40, 50, 80, 90....

Helene
Milton
Katrina 
Andrew

The names bring pictures 
of destruction
devastation
flooding plus foliage.
trees inside houses and
on top of cars.
Water 4 feet up your drywall
and all of your belongings
and your cars 
are now floating by you
and you're praying it 
doesn't get any higher.
and you hope this
won't raise your insurance.

We are all making decisions
While dealing with hurricane seasons.

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