Poetry By Chuck



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I knew the storm would not hit until sunrise or soon after it.  
I set the alarm to wake me early, so I could evacuate.  
My daughter had left late last night and took the pets with her.
I watched TV, until the wind knocked out the power.  
Then I retired to bed for a couple of hours.

In my sleep, I seemed disturbed, as images of disaster twisted and stirred.
I woke to the sound of terrible wind.  The storm has come and I'm in bed!
I jumped to the sound of breaking glass, as the tidal front smashed on past!
I was shaken by the tremble of my home.
I could feel the walls, ceiling and floor
as they shuddered from the forceful storm.
On my knees in the darkness I realized horror!  

I'm going to die!

The roof came off in pieces as large as a couch.  
The asphalt tiles scattered about.
I crawled to the door to look downstairs,
the water was 6 feet deep down there.
IT was black and seemed alive as it rushed in and out!  
I was stuck in the storm without a doubt!

Then in horror I realized it was rising with each wave,
as the first flush swept over me and in sea water I bathed!  
Tossed against the bed then the wall then the door,
the water rushed by with a freight train roar!!

I scrambled in a lull to stand on the bed,
and grasped and pulled myself up into the attic.
No roof, its raining hard and the wind was like a truck.  
I clung to a rafter, wrapped myself around it.
Then watched as my bed floated by.  

Suddenly the side of the house collapsed!  
Ripped from the rest its pieces swept on past!  
My hold faltered on the wooden post.  
I was swept into the dark water, inland from the coast.  

In the flood I foundered and sputtered gasping for air.
Slammed against a wall or something out there.  
Then I was snagged by a tree and I weakly grasped its limbs.
I clung there for hours against tide and winds.

Author notes

I hoped I managed in some small way to protray the helplessness of a person caught in the flood of a Hurricane

and that you can appreciate how horrible this would be.  This is a true story.
Written September 10th, 2005


  • Cyberartist Moderators member
    September 20, 2005
    This is a hard topic to write about being so fresh in peoples minds its also a very frightening account of nature and just how insignificant we are when the sleeping giant we live on flexes a Muscle. All the best

  • blkmagicwoman
    September 19, 2005
    Good luck in the contest

  • Touchof1der Moderators member
    September 12, 2005 
    You did a very good job of telling about the horrors and fears that so many have had to face recently. This was a wonderful depiction and I am sure there were many whose lives were tossed about in much the same way, although many were not as fortunate, as we know. This kept my attentiin from beginning to end. Good luck in the contest and thank you for entering.   
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  • tieed
    September 12, 2005
    Very nice, i couldn't tell if it was a poem or story---but it could very well be both. Because of it's poetic flow, the lines melted into each other with ease, and the imagery and emotion was very well portrayed. Good job writing on such a grim topic.

  • DevonJM
    September 11, 2005

    Two Thumbs Up!

    Wow. Had to be a real story. I was there every second of that!
    Excellent, and very beautifully put together.

  • wishintreeUK
    September 10, 2005
    Chuck, this would have been one's worst nightmare, you have described the horrors that those in this situation would all go through, the thoughts, fears and feeling of helplessness that would be going through the mind alongside thoughts of family etc. You have touched on the fears and emotions that one would be thinking and feeling at such a time.
    You have written this with empathy and understanding.
    Well done and best wishes for the contest.


  • Reframing-Quill
    September 10, 2005

    Dynamically provocative

    Such an appropriate story of empathy and tragic description...! Majestic in its take-off, captivating for its stance, and altogether “thought-provoking,” to say the least! Congratulations- this is a winner, at anyrate; and I thoroughly appreciate "such empathic compassion," within this classic and dynamic muse. Cheers!

    ~Milly *~