Eye of the Storm
Given the right perspective, vision
will find a point of reference.
Offshore may mean out of sight.
It does not mean out of mind.
Landfall has no regard for shore.
Equal opportunity.
There is no way out
through the eye. Relief is fleeting.
The eyewall always follows,
passing its sentence as it passes by.
Recovery is a matter of perspective,
Hope is the vision.
This poem is in response to Thursday Photo Prompt – Sight #writephoto, from Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo, with her photo.
Bottom photo: NASA
rivrvlogr 
You give us so much to think about in this graceful reflection . . .
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Thank you, Peter. Events such as this have a way of delivering humility.
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Topical… I am glad you ended with a spark of hope.
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Thank you, Sue.
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a splendid flow to the lines, weaving in the natural phenomenon into the broader pesky human condition (so to speak) that we can’t run away from, but the last line lifts one out of what might be despair.
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Thank you. There are many sides to consider in a situation like Harvey. I think of the humility that is delivered by such a devastating blow, then wonder at the hubris in the thought that preparations are somebody else’s problem – development that ignores natural conditions, lack of policing industrial preparedness in an area that is familiar with similar disasters, and on.
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When I read they basically don’t have building regulations and businesses were just paving over what would drain water…well there’s a bit of ‘it was to be expected.’
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The last stanza says it all. (Oh, that sounds like you didn’t need all the others, which you did, of course! I just particularly felt led up to the last one and it really hit me.
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Thank you. Considering the circumstances, I would think the first reaction would be hope for humanity, which is demonstrated by outside relief. Recovery – now that will be one long road.
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Wonderful, beginning to end. I especially like the first stanza. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe. Most of the time, the first thought that comes to me doesn’t open the poem. I have to build around it. This time it’s a base for what follows.
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I like that sense of perspective you explored, so well done.
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Thanks, Michael.
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well done
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Thank you, Paul.
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Great piece!! loved it especially last lines
“Recovery is a matter of perspective,
Hope is the vision.”
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Thank you.
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I liked the melding of the human condition with the path of the hurricane. I like the vision of hope at the end.
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Thank you. It has to be. Moving forward is the only way to survive (and preserve sanity).
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I really like this take on the prompt, Ken.
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🙂
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Outstanding, strong poem, Ken. It flows well.
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🙂 Merci!
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Hope does seem what we need to be able to see better.
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Opening the eyes/mind to opportunity.
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Eyes in any form are fascinating.
Storm eyes can be so eerily silent when you are in them.
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Like time stands still.
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