The rain is fierce The rain is moving side to side The rain wants to just kerp coming diwn Pounding and roaring It’s angry The sky is furious The rain isn’t comforting But just a reminder of fury, ire, and pain No sleep resulting from furious rain Just […]
Dusk into dawn. A storm is coming and the night winds will howl as fiercely as a hyena tearing apart its kill. There was no refuge to be had. All was going to be out in the open. Accusations and defenses flying into the eye of the storm. […]
Heard the chirping through the raindrops. Birdies flitting about as the storm gears up. The powering birdies won’t stop. They will ride it out in a pink teacup. The bare trees swing No twig to told onto A harbinger of what the day will bring Maybe it’ll be […]
I am going to admit something outright. I wrote the title of this post at around 1am. I have no idea what I was referring to or what thoughts I had planned to pen. I get it, though. There was supposed to be a big storm and it […]
A few years back, my new primary care doctor noted that I am a bit high in sensation seeking. I don’t jump out of planes. I take on harder and harder jobs with high risks. Risks at all levels. To him, I was like an eagle in a […]
I was here in New York for Superstorm Sandy and was displaced for eight days. A lot of people didn’t believe beforehand that the storm would be so bad. We learned a hard lesson. Last night, we got our first ever flash flood emergency alert and were told […]
The air is extremely thick. Choking, even. The critters are making all sorts of noises perhaps sounding the alarm. One’s face has a special glow with no cited source for the hue. Need to sleep. But here again come the memories. The rain promises to clean up the […]
Obviously a storm had come on by. A big storm it would seem. A fairly easy phenomenon to investigate. Or so they thought. They had noticed a splash of red splatter throughout the sidewalks. Their curiosity rightly piqued. They followed the trail and noticed there were several […]
You won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm is all about. Haruki Murakami Many years ago when I was a kid growing up in the South Bronx there was a huge storm. My mother and I were in a store shopping for some […]
“I have no goals at the moment.” Anyone who knows me well, or just a tad bit honestly, would never believe that such a sentence would be uttered by me. I am a Type A, highly-driven person who similar to what Madonna told Dick Clark many years […]
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