Landfall

Poem

This is part two of a three-part series. I included the link to part one below if you'd like to read that one too. Part 1: Preparation

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Eyes glued

to the screen

a direct hit

the newscaster says

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Wind roars,

rain pours

against the shutters

that keep me safe

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Hunkered down

in the closet

minutes

turn to hours

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The air calms

we emerge

full of hope

into the unknown

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Posted Oct 12, 2022, 2:27 PM UTC

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