Monday, December 10, 2018

Precipitation Not Expected

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Linking with The Sunday Muse for Muse # 33 
and Imaginary Gardens for The Tuesday Platform

They're not hot flashes — they're power surges. ~Author unknown


I used to be a wild storm that riled the August seas

then I was a drought that killed a weeping willow tree

I settled into a snow fall that lingered through many winters so cold and strong

and now I am a hot flash of summer that lasts all decade long.

©Carrie Van Horn 2019

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20 comments:

  1. VickiDecember 10, 2018 at 1:54 PM

    Oh, the cycles women go through! You have captured them perfectly here. 🧡

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  2. SandiDecember 10, 2018 at 2:09 PM

    Life is seasons. :)

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  3. Wendy BourkeDecember 10, 2018 at 2:39 PM

    Love it! Wonderful wordsmithing with an awesome mesmeric cadence.

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  4. HelenDecember 10, 2018 at 5:56 PM

    Power surges, how wonderful. Remembering makes me happy to be 77!

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  5. colleen@looseleafDecember 11, 2018 at 9:34 AM

    Love the aging into a hot flash. Brilliant!

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  6. Sherry Blue SkyDecember 11, 2018 at 10:40 AM

    WOW! I am so glad we have arrived at summer! Winter was tough, mine was spent in Siberia. Smiles. Thankfully long ago and far away.

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  7. tonispencerDecember 11, 2018 at 11:10 AM

    Interesting poem. I have heard women complaining about this phase. I had cancer and was gutted at an early age so...

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  8. Therisa's WorldDecember 11, 2018 at 11:41 AM

    As a transwoman, I can seriously relate to this poem. When I started, I have hot flashes so bad, my body was a soaked rag. Worse part, I was shopping at the local WalMart. Hormones can drive anyone crazy, with their flow. Sigh.

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  9. Sanaa RizviDecember 11, 2018 at 11:46 AM

    You had me at the opening line 💞 this is gorgeous word-smiting!

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  10. Rosemary Nissen-WadeDecember 11, 2018 at 12:56 PM

    Wonderful phases of the weather! (What will you be next, I can't help wondering. Something powerful and all-consuming, obviously. )

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  11. brudbergDecember 11, 2018 at 1:28 PM

    I love this... the process of aging of women is so different than men... yet in the end we are all same...

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  12. JennaDecember 11, 2018 at 2:18 PM

    The quotation at the top made me chuckle.

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  13. purplepeninportland.comDecember 11, 2018 at 5:52 PM

    Great quote, great poem!

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  14. Anmol (HA)December 11, 2018 at 8:29 PM

    Oh wow, the poem is so powerful in its no holds barred energy. This surge is radiant in every light. I loved it.

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  15. ThotpurgeDecember 11, 2018 at 9:40 PM

    Oh lovely- and that title is beyond wonderful!

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  16. Kerry O'ConnorDecember 11, 2018 at 11:14 PM

    An instant favourite, Carrie! Possibly because I can relate so well to each season!

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  17. kaykualaDecember 12, 2018 at 11:26 AM

    and now I am a hot flash of summer
    that lasts all decade long

    It provides a balance to those feelings of heat and warmth. To sustain decades long is a measure of tenacity

    Hank

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  18. C. SandlinDecember 13, 2018 at 10:11 AM

    Wow. Amazing shifts and that last pops like a cheer from a crowd or a flashbulb

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  19. ^.^December 16, 2018 at 1:04 AM

    :) Love, cat.

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  20. Magaly GuerreroDecember 25, 2018 at 3:21 PM

    Time and living have a way in making us... into everything.

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