At dVerse Grace is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to write about a time and, or, a place.
dVerse Poets – Meeting the Bar – Setting
“An earthquake is such fun when it is over.” George Orwell
That Day Thinking of that day, past the cognitive dissonance created by voids of time since my recollection of Hey Jude and paisley, athletes down in Mexico, the warmth of spring with a holiday sleepiness, rattled by 6.5 that shuddered its way into my body in a millisecond, before panic set in and my mother's shriek to run outside clear of the walls, adrenaline better than caffeine, fear driving hearts while news poured in of little Meckering pummelled to the ground, the plaster of our ceiling shedding dust and the windows crackling, earth rumbling in waves, shake, rattle and roll, after-tremors wielding terror, what can now be trusted but open space, in the spring of 68. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Your poem is horrifyingly real …. awesome telling of chaos.
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It brought minor damage to our house, we were 140 kms from the epicentre so missed the immediate devastation, but absolutely terrifying. Thank you Helen.
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whoa.. terror.. and well done Paul! 💖
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Thank you Cindy, much appreciated.
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It’s my heartfelt pleasure. You’re most welcome Paul! 💖
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Great tension inside. At least we have to look on the results. Every sadness has luck inside. Michael
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So true and thank you Michael.
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Thank you too, Paul! For always great thoughts, and wondeful poetry to read. Have a beautiful weekend! Michael
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You too Michael, hope you have a wonderful break.
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Thank you, Paul! You as well! Michael
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That must have been quite and experience! I am sure it left your family very unsettled after it was over! Very good use of the prompt, Paul.
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It really was, even though we were some distance from the epicentre and devastation we were still at risk, scary stuff.
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Shudder. What an experience that must have been, and so vividly described that it makes our own hearts pound! So well written.
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Thank you so much Dora, it sure was heart pounding, thank you for sharing.
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Nope earthquake is never ever a fun thing. Such an horrifying experience.
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Yes indeed.
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Horrrifying… It’s like tornado in part of US.
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Yes, have cyclones here so understand the connection, terrifying indeed.
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You took us there, Paul.
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Many thanks for sharing that ken, enjoyed the response.
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A really scary experience that must have been. I have been to some situations and a little rumble, just scares me. You took us there with you.
Thanks for joining in and have a good weekend.
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Thank you Grace, yes it was scary, and thank you for sharing your experience too.
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It must have been so frightening, leaving long lasting impressions in you.
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Yes, any tremor now and I’m like – quick, outside. Thank you tom. appreciate the care.
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A very vivid description of a horrific experience, Paul. We seem to remember all the details of such an event. I still can hear the sound of a hurricane repeatedly opening an attic access door in the upstairs ceiling. My family was staying downstairs. I went upstairs to close it again and again. The wind roared like a freight train!
Have a great weekend! 🙂
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Hurricanes are frightening too, you were keen to go and do that. Thank you so much for sharing your experience Cheryl.
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I have returned as threatened — Poetry is the statement of power that sets the soul free, to be, exactly who you are — and in being just that, to introduce your truth to the world!..
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Well…a day never forgotten and won’t be forgotten.
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That’s for sure, etched on my brain, thank you for sharing.
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I have never experienced an earthquake and your poem reminds me of how lucky I am Paul. “earth rumbling in waves”. The imagery is amazing. I a. So happy you were ok. ☺️
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Yes, so scary. Yes, anyone not in an earthquake zone is very blessed. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts and for your kind concern.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
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This poem really gave me chills 😰 I love it! So much
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Thank you so much for sharing that.
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Thank you so much.
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I lived in California when there was a minor earthquake… but I simply overslept and heard about it in the morning after.
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🙂 nothing better.
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Thank for the share.
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I think this is real poetry. Verses around the best and the worst, the real life. Michael
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Wow, Paul! Very gripping tale. Glad you’re here!
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Thank you indeed Suzi, yes, a risk really, so glad to be unscathed.
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Wow this took me back – you have captured the feeling and essence of that time and the experience
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It really was a major moment.
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