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Title: Silence of a Disastrous Sort
Post by: Ms.Redd on June 13, 2003, 12:47:29 pm

SILENCE OF A DISASTROUS SORT

The quiet before the storm,
The strange silence.
An akward feeling,
And uncertainty of its whereabouts.
The wind before the rain;
The breeze that turns
Desperately, instanstly
Into a fearful fury.
Then it happens, the storm hits.
It's all too soon,
You're all too late.
Frantically searching,
Scavenging for a safe haven,
And finding none.
Instead, you resort to pain
And anguish, taking it on,
Like a soldier in a war:
Hoping for survival,
And to see the advancing day.


--not about weather.

Title: hmmmm
Post by: Alecs on June 14, 2003, 01:15:38 am

Mallory said:
   "Instead, you resort to pain
    And anguish, taking it on,
    Like a soldier in a war:
    Hoping for survival,
    And to see the advancing day."

Are you still feeling like you're doing this? Are you feeling like resorting to pain, by waiting? Are you, as you put it, waiting for him and trying to survive? Is this your point? :?:

Title: Silence of a Disastrous Sort
Post by: Ms.Redd on June 14, 2003, 11:38:42 am

I guess you can read into it which ever way you'd like...