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The Eve of Ian

September 28th

By Karen NicholsPublished 7 months ago β€’ 1 min read

A nagging tug on the heart and mind

A sunset particularly colorful and fine

Watching the purples and oranges and blues

Drift down towards the Gulf in a burst of hues

Then retire into the calm before the storm

While slowly sadly driving away

The eve of that tragic September day

I witnessed a strange and magical scene

A dozen sirens gathered on the white sand

Making their final and most seductive stand.

nature poetry

About the Creator

Karen Nichols

After Hurricane Ian destroyed my Island town, I started writing poetry about the aftermath and started a Poetry Podcast.

https://www.tiktok.com/@karenoffmb

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Outstanding

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  • Joe Patterson7 months ago

    Beautifully written.

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