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!
Nature! ! The sacrifice. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A beautifully envisioned meaningful poem. Heartiest Congrats for inking it as also on it's selection as member POD.
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...
As monster ore freighters like the fabled Edmund Fitzgerald are broken and go down- beautiful poem
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
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
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.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Felicitations for having this selected as poem of the day! A tale of survival well told.