Wicked Winds 2/ Tornado 1A Poem by desertravenactual event with my family. A near miss to say the leastWicked Winds 2/ Tornado 1
Mother’s Day 1998 My family, on our way out of town in an SUV on the Causeway bridge crossing over the 26 mile wide, man-made Lake Ponchatrain... Smashing winds and blinding rains torture our SUV Our 10 yr old daughter begins to panic she sees what I have spotted... Off to the left of the bridge a frightening sight black, whirling funnel of water, wind and debris moving towards the bridge moving...towards us. The monster reached a mile into the air dwarfing the trawling boats in her path. The girth was infathomable, as it moved ever so close to the bridge, engulfing all in her way... Traffic halts, the peak of the draw bridge is our unfortunate resting spot. Now, the 2 year old starts to cry. I try to comfort them and myself, while hubby seems disappointed his view of the tornadic beast is obscured. Fight or flight? I have only two arms and two children. If I jump... 60 feet down... I will hold one under each arm... And pray for the best. As for hubby...ahem, he’s on his own! Wait... What is this? Could the beast actually be dissipating? Yes! She misses us! Not our time to go...
Sandra Ferrara-Gentry 2008 © 2008 desertravenFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on December 7, 2008 AuthordesertravenLongview, TXAboutMy name is Sandra Ferrara Gentry. I am a writer, artist and no longer a stay at home mom. I went back to work in the restaurant business. I'm 44, a mother of 3 daughters, Samantha 23 , Kayla 19 and Ke.. more..Writing
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