TEMPEST

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TEMPEST

Wild and relentless the storm roared,
its might irresistible;
Fearsome force
snapping and erasing so much in its way.

Trees that looked so mighty yesterday
are now mere cricket bats and sticks,
as the winds, play and snap and throw them
Here and there.

The taller the trees, the easier they fall
and yet they looked so gigantic the day before,
when I walked and looked in awe.
Short trees and bushes fare well,

as they spin and bend with the wind.

Poor Daffodils didn’t stand a chance,
Their long slender stems easily snapped.

Garden furniture on the deck were but toys,
easily re-arranged. They slid,
they spun and were placed
Here and there.

Tempest was playing garden design.

As to the fences, the Storm didn’t much care,
gaps appeared easily, at random it seemed,
creating new views and a haven for dogs.
who before only had one garden but now were free.

Me? I had plans for today. Makes me laugh,
how little we know about our days.
As we write our lists, our ambitious agendas.

This is how come I trouble you this morning,
having thrown my list to the wind.

© miriam ivarson

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67 thoughts on “TEMPEST”

    • Thank you for your warm and complimentary comment Sharon.
      The force of nature puts us in our place and I read that you feel the same.
      We can do many things … but our strength is of a different kind.

      Your concern is so kind, I will do my best to stay away from danger. 😊 .

      miriam

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  7. Thank you Lorraine for your thoughtful comment. You are not far off,
    It was a mighty storm in real terms but you read more between.
    And you see right. We go through storms and I know you know this well.

    Miriam

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    • Thank you for your lovely comment JC. The storms caused by nature itself
      are at times easier to understand than the ones occurring within us.
      That is why I throw my plans to the wind. 😊 .

      Miriam

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  16. Thank you Ken, I do agree about observing Nature in all its moods. It is both beautiful and wild … and at times makes us feel small.
    How true you speak about us and our course. Being inclusive instead of disruptive.

    miriam

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  18. You are so right Rosaliene, our control is quite limited really. We are very dependent on nature in spite of great technological advances.
    Nevertheless we need to have some structure to our days or there would be chaos.
    Even if this structure gets erased. 😊 .

    miriam

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    • Thank you for your spontaneous response, it is warming.
      I have seen the storms and tornados in U.S. and currently we have some
      bad storms ourselves. Tornados are rare here though.
      All of them are powerful beyond understanding.

      miriam

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  24. A heartfelt thank you Jaqui, I am sure the poem is very proud of being on top
    of your list.
    Do you also feel at times like throwing it to the winds 😊. Glad you liked the
    happy ending.

    Miriam

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  26. Thank you Balroop for your lovely response. When you took up the lines above I thought how fascinating writing is. We could discuss psychology, philosophy and practicality from just some words. 🌻 .

    Miriam

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  29. Miriam, I’m glad you came to troubling us today with this poem, even if the reason was the stormy weather. You capture the Tempest with magic realism, gentle lyricism … your words weaving back and forth in harmony with the wind. This has a tantalising rhythm and paints vivid images, of the dancing tables, the poor daffodils, the fences struggling to remain upright. Hope the ‘Fearsome force’ has now eased and you can return to some of your list items – writing more poetry had better be on there! hugs xx 😀🌸

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  31. Annika, what can I say to this comment except a resounding Thank You.
    Really, you have written me the most beautiful review of this poem. Amazing
    gift to give.
    The ” Fearsome force ” has abated and after this I feel I should write more often and put it on top of the list. 😊. Come sun or storm. 💕

    Miriam

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  32. There is nothing like a tornado or hurricane to teach us humility, Miriam. And you have captured the force of nature beautifully. I remember hiding out once in a brick outhouse along the Natchez Trace as a tornado passed nearby. The ultimate in scary. And a lesson in what is important. –Curt

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    • Thank you so much Julie, your comment makes me smile. I had in mind the phrase ‘ best laid plans by mice and man often go awry’ .
      Yes, we could do without the destruction both by man and nature. Against nature’s forces we are but tiny cells.🌻 .

      Miriam

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  34. Vivid imagery! I felt like I was standing on the porch or looking out the window. Poor Daffodils. I don’t like to cut them unless there’s a storm coming. Sometimes it’s good to be flexible.

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  35. YES! How I’d love to throw my list to the wind. But, of course, every day I write my list so I remember what I’m supposed to remember. But every day, the wind changes my course. Excellent poem literally, but metaphorically also. xo

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  38. Do you know the La Fontaine fable « the oak and the Cattail. »? Your poem reminds me of it. After a storm the light is so clean! B

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  39. Dear B, I recognise the name and title but haven’t read it. I now feel in
    very good company. Will search for the fable.
    You are so right about the light and air after a storm. So very clear.
    hug

    Miriam

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