hurricanes

hurricanes

A Poem by jennifer little

as the warm moist air over the waters begin to rise, 
the rising air is replaced by cooler air, 
the process continues to grow large clouds and thunderstorms on a rise, 
as the hurricane arises, 
thunderstorms continue to grow and rotate, 
hurricanes form near the equator over the warm ocean waters, 
as hurricanes are the most violent and deadly storms on earth

© 2022 jennifer little


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You are right dear Jennifer. The great storms teach us. Human life is small when nature is pissed off. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 2 Years Ago


jennifer little

2 Years Ago

thanks for your review
Coyote Poetry

2 Years Ago

You are welcome dear Jennifer.
And how often does life feel like a monster storm tossing us I every direction? Storm surges threaten to drown out our dreams. Hang tough, my friend. Even hurricanes pass.

Posted 2 Years Ago


jennifer little

2 Years Ago

thanks for the review for i never actually faced a hurricane because i live in michigan but have bee.. read more

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Added on January 30, 2022
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jennifer little
jennifer little

jackson, MI



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hi im jen i am a single mother of one daughter . i struggle from ptsd depression and anxiety . from being in abusive realationships . i enjoy the outdoors , nature swimming fishing camping boat.. more..

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