Silent Frogs
How residents of Florida, the state of anticipation, dread hurricanes, whose approach makes silent even the frogs.
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The Weatherman
An older poem written after Hurricane Ian, to laud the champions who bravely face the most dangerous weather events head on, and then bring them to us, safely, on our screens.
Sweet Sixteen
I wrote this poem after watching images of the appalling aftermath of Hurricane Ida. Please be generous to those in need. Thanks for coming by to read. The ocean came to visit For our anniversary, And it will be a long, long time Before she’ll go away. The stilted houses by the …
Good Fortune
It’s that time of year again! I woke up dreaming about a hurricane, escaping its wrath at the last possible moment. I remember realizing that others in our party were not so lucky. The coastline in my dream was not smooth and sandy, like in Florida. It was cold and rocky, with high boulders …