Friday, February 02, 2007

After Ivan roared all night

Midnight slider,
rollin' wide,
come on a wave,
leave on the tide.

fearsome rider,
high astride,
mount of thunder,
awful- eyed,

lightning pony
black-white hide,
blew all night
will not subside.

fearless warrior
wild inside
blazes arrows
stride for stride.

came a howler,
came a rain,
came a midnight
hurricane.

East Hill,
Pensacola

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