Inside Hurricane Gustav...Houma, Louisiana...Images Out The Window Poem by elysabeth faslund

Inside Hurricane Gustav...Houma, Louisiana...Images Out The Window



Power and majesty...blown to hell rain.
Talking leaves...none silent...no minking
Winds...lion luscious.
Rain blown to mists, horizontal...moving
Tree canvas, black against gray skies.
Ragdoll-flopped trees...going down to
Earth...do you think to scare me to submission?
Everest winds...who stays, who goes...
Spirits flying today...I chose to see this
Gardener...destroying over and above
The job description...

6 a.m. Cable out.
6: 15 a.m. All power out.
7: 30 a.m. I ain't seen nothing yet.
8: 20 a.m. Partial lull...
9: 40 a.m. Gustav is here full force.
9: 55 a.m. Wrong...Gustav worse now.
10: 45 a.m. Wrong...full force sustained...how much worse?
12: 05 p.m. Got my answer...dear God! ! !

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 30 November 2014

i'm glad you didn't blow away. you didn't, DID YOU? bri :)

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Nika Mcguin 18 November 2014

Wow x2 I'm from there also. My family went to Texas as well to get away from the storm (and had a pretty good time I must say.) I did however watch some youtube vids of what the storm did - it looked like it would've been pretty frightenting to stay through it. I'm not sure whether to commend you for doing it or to say you're nuts lol. Anyhow it makes for a thrilling poem, and I feel like i'm living vicariously through you. Which trust me, is more than I'll ever need when it comes to hurricanes.

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Nika Mcguin 21 February 2014

Wow! ~ I'm also from Houma. Much of my family went to Texas for Gustav though. I did see a bit of what it was like online though.

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elysabeth faslund

elysabeth faslund

Thibodaux. Louisiana
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