Fury’s Restraint

A visit ended on a satisfied note, and I began the 45 minute drive home. My mind churning and tires turning, I paid the toll booth fare, set my speed on cruise control and off I went.. About 15 minutes passed and the painting canvas stretched above me careened quickly from crisp cerulean blue to a rinsed, dirty gray. By the time I reached my exit, it was black as night and I was fighting against sheer winds and rain.

No forecast was predicted. I saw limbs scattered and floods forming. Now, at a slow, circumspect pace, all prior thoughts escaped. I turned the corner of my street. A tree was sitting across the top of a car. What about my house? There were two maples on the sidewalk in front, and one in my yard. My back yard was filled with pines, and a gingko tree was on one side.. I looked across the street at my neighbor’s. A Maple uprooted. I turned Into my driveway. Every tree in its place. The next four days we were without power. I don’t remember but I think it was early spring. We lost some food.

The following day we drove around and saw the devastation. I was in awe of all the wind took. Now, years later, I am in awe of all it could not claim.

Unnwelcome spring guest
Offers neither peace nor song
Even a storm yields

Kim at dversepoets.com says
This week, I would like you to write about a time when you last watched stars, a storm, the sea, an animal, or something else in nature that left you with a sense of wonder or awe. Aim to write no more than three tight paragraphs, followed by a traditional haiku that includes reference to a season.

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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8 Responses to Fury’s Restraint

  1. Frank Hubeny says:

    Good reminder at the end that there was much “it could not claim”.

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  2. Francis says:

    This must have been extremely disturbing, witnessing all the devastation and loss. Well written. God bless!

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  3. kim881 says:

    I like the way you set the scene in the opening paragraph, Mary, and the change in the sky from ‘crisp cerulean blue to a rinsed, dirty gray’ and then black as night. It must have been terrifying, especially as no storm had been forecast, and to find such devastation in your own back yard.

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  4. Helen Dehner says:

    Your haibun a stark reminder of surviving three hurricanes in Central Florida – 2004. The devastation beyond anything I had ever experienced. Safe and sound in Central Oregon now – no hurricanes. Cheers.

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  5. I do remember a storm in 1969 when I was in school… all the trees uprooted, the roofs peeled off… but also everything that was left standing.

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