Ravings of a Rabid Werewolf - Poetry by Wolf - 39. Tempest

On the very north of the island of St. Lucia (Caribbean) there is a point where an inlet is divided on one side by the calm Caribbean Sea and the other the raging waves of Atlantic Ocean. You could swim happily for days on one side and one slip on the rocks of the other could end you. 

There was no storm brewing, but the images you described made me remember that. 

sorry for the run on, but thank you, too. 🙂

Wonderful poem, Wolfie. Can picture it all .. in the wonderful shades of gray.

It’s a wonderful picture you paint in words. I can feel the thrill of standing there with you. 

On 8/9/2019 at 12:15 PM, Defiance19 said:

On the very north of the island of St. Lucia (Caribbean) there is a point where an inlet is divided on one side by the calm Caribbean Sea and the other the raging waves of Atlantic Ocean. You could swim happily for days on one side and one slip on the rocks of the other could end you. 

There was no storm brewing, but the images you described made me remember that. 

sorry for the run on, but thank you, too. 🙂

Thank you, Defiance You can run on anytime. I like the sound of the Caribbean. It's much warmer than the waters of the North Sea.

On 8/9/2019 at 3:00 PM, Mikiesboy said:

Wonderful poem, Wolfie. Can picture it all .. in the wonderful shades of gray.

Thank you, tim. It's surprising to some people that a beautiful day doesn't need to be all sunshine and flowers. A storm on the horizon can be just as nice if the company you're with appreciates too.

On 8/9/2019 at 6:49 PM, Parker Owens said:

It’s a wonderful picture you paint in words. I can feel the thrill of standing there with you. 

Thank you, Parker