Ten Years Ago

 

Image by Hans from Pixabay

the rain didn't stop all afternoon,

with wild wind blowing I drove in the gloom.

I knew too late I should have turned 'round,

traffic was pushing me out of town;

the winds felt as strong as a typhoon.

outside the car the wild gusts did hoon

the situation inopportune;

against the car waves started to pound.

the rain didn't stop...

with flooding as bad as a monsoon,

I wished my car could be a pontoon.

waves threatened to sweep me from the ground,

as the rain kept pounding all around;

I felt trapped inside a death cocoon.

the rain didn't stop...

aabba aabR aabbaR

Lines 9 and 15 are short - a refrain (R) consisting of a phrase taken from line one. The other lines are longer (but all of the same metrical length).

notes

Here's the prompt that inspired the poem. 

https://experiencewriting.com/2023/10/05/oct-5-prompts-every-word-a-treat/

This is something I actually experienced and have written about several times. I don't know that I've ever really dealt with it. I tend to deal with things by putting them to the back of my mind and hoping they fuck off. 

Yes, I backdated the poem. I don't think it's very good. I was going to do a Haibun, but then I thought I'd give the Rondeau a bash. I probably shouldn't have.

I'm somewhat emotionally dysregulated right now and don't feel like doing anything else with this mess. You get what you get.

~Ornery Owl Has Spoken~

Image by Alexa from Pixabay

Ornery Owl wishes this tree had some candy, but it just has pumpkins, bats, and other owls.

Lunch Break: 2743

Lunch Break: 2743: Prayers and Goods Wishes to the people of St Vincent as The Soufrière  Volcano  becomes active again  DURING THIS WEEK   

I would prefer volcanoes that spewed blossoms too.

Ornery Poetry Sunday: Wildfires

Image from the Lamar Ledger 17 August 2020

https://www.lamarledger.com/2020/08/17/colorado-wildfire-update-august-17-williams-fork-grizzly-creek/

such a hot day

my shadow needs to cool down

under the willow

smoky haze filling the sky

world is burning around me

~cie~

notes

The Hokku (three-line stanza) is © Kyoshi Takahama (1874-1958). The Ageku (two-line stanza) was written by me.

I am well to the northeast of where the above image was taken, but there are wildfires all over the state. We are surrounded by haze. 

https://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2020/08/carpe-diem-tan-renga-wednesday-17.html

I will likely never publish this work in any collection. But who knows for sure?

This poem was posted to these places:

http://poetryofthenetherworld.blogspot.com

http://fishypoets.blogspot.com

https://lbry.tv/@poetryofthenetherworld:9

https://bitpatron.co/orneryowl.id.blockstack

http://ko-fi.com/naughtynetherworldpress

http://patreon.com/naughtynetherworldpress

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Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #89: Extreme Haibun: Is It Too Much to Ask For Rain?

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“Is it too much to ask for it to rain?” I ask as I spend another summer steeped in sweat.

Yet I remember the year when the flood came, another year when I often asked: “is it too much to ask for it to rain?”

I remember the wave slamming into the side of my car, the terror as I wondered if I would be swept away into a field which had become a choppy lake.

I did not ask for it to rain for a long time after that.

when something well-loved

becomes a thing of terror

everything changes

~Cie~

Image from the Longmont Times-Call

Notes:

For those who are prone to questioning my veracity, the story related above is 100% true and I had PTSD following the incident. One of the ways in which this affected me is making me unable to write for a long time. People lost their lives during this flood, and I didn't know why I wasn't one of them. I've never done anything which I believe makes me worthy of continued survival, and yet, like toenail fungus, I persist in hanging around long past my sell-by date.

30 Days of Haiga 2017: Day 6: The Hurricanes of '17

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Notes:

The photographer of the original image is unknown. I did a Google image search to attempt to find the person who should be credited. The image is actually of three Pacific hurricanes in 2005. It was found in the Wikimedia Commons but the original uploader could find no-one to credit either.
The text manipulation is mine.
The image was created for the 2017 30 Days of Haiga prompt, which can be found at 19planets.wordpress.com
This image is available as a print and can be purchased on my Deviant Art page. Any proceeds made from the sale of this image will be used to help the victims of the devastating hurricanes which occurred in 2017. No profit will be made from the sale of this image.
I have said before that the creation of these Haigas has a meditative quality. With this one, I was initially inspired to want to throw my computer out the window. I normally work with much smaller images and found this one frustrating to deal with at first.