Storms Of November Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

Storms Of November

Rating: 3.8


Every Spring I look forward to the storms
of November that roll down from up north

Green trees and warm sun adumbrates
the cold and fog that envelop the Lakes

From Superior to South Chicago
beginning the first of November

As monster ore freighters like the fabled
Edmund Fitzgerald are broken and go down

With all hands aboard lost to the storm's fury
in a matter of hours on the raging lake

Now I think fondly of those ships at rest
that once carried the ore for industry

Like other survivors of disaster I am blessed
that I forget the hardship and grueling work
and the sacrifice of family life for a job!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 10 November 2016

Felicitations for having this selected as poem of the day! A tale of survival well told.

5 0 Reply
Edward Kofi Louis 10 November 2016

Nature! ! The sacrifice. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

4 0 Reply
Ratnakar Mandlik 10 November 2016

A beautifully envisioned meaningful poem. Heartiest Congrats for inking it as also on it's selection as member POD.

4 0 Reply
Bernard F. Asuncion 10 November 2016

Like other survivors of disaster I am blessed that I forget the hardship and grueling work and the sacrifice of family life for a job! Congrats for being selected for the day...

4 0 Reply
Dipankar Sadhukhan 10 November 2016

A beautifully crafted poem. Congratulations..

0 0 Reply
Marieta Maglas 10 November 2016

As monster ore freighters like the fabled Edmund Fitzgerald are broken and go down- beautiful poem

0 0 Reply
Rajnish Manga 10 November 2016

A nicely crafted poem- simple, sweet and inspiring. It takes stock of the change of season with the onset of November and the hardships suffered on a ship caught up in storms around this time in the past. The poet has brought alive those memories quite beautifully. I quote: Like other survivors of disaster I am blessed that I forget the hardship and grueling work

1 0 Reply
Indira Renganathan 10 November 2016

Looking forward to the November storms...there on remembering the lost lives to the rage of the storms...feeling happy about the present....nice flow of expression in choicest words linking all thoughts...congratulations on being the poet of the day- 10

2 0 Reply
Bharati Nayak 10 November 2016

A great way to look at the storms of November.When November approaches., there is a feel that we are coming nearer to the close of a year.We reflect upon our life lived through the last months.We have weathered storms and feel blessed that we have survived the storms.- - - -A great write, thanks for sharing.

3 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success