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Vignette-High Flyer

When I was a lad of eleven I saw a tornado in the heavens; A unique event in our vale Leaving destruction in its trail- Cattle & sheds flying without a sail!

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Michael Jordan

Date: 7/15/2008 8:28:00 AM

Tornado's are a force all their own Brian I thank you for your comment - The couplet form I write in was a gift - At the age of 41 I found myself doing a S.H.U. term [solitary] Alone in that cell I prayed to God and got up and wrote my first poem - Spending 23 hours a day alone for 2 years I got to know myself and God real well - Sorry I went on I just thought you should know how true your comment was - blessings Brian

Sharon Winter

Date: 7/15/2008 6:21:00 AM

I've never seen one and I never want to. Too scary. I bet that is one sight you will never forget. Great imagery. Love, Shar

Michael Degenhardt

Date: 7/15/2008 4:46:00 AM

Very creative and so true to form. The imagery is clear as it lets the reader see as you see. Marvelous writing. Michael

Kristin Reynolds

Date: 7/15/2008 4:26:00 AM

What a sight that must have been for a boy! My guys would have loved to see that! Awesome, nature - the power and beauty...loved this poem. Love Kristin :)