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Limerick 5

Storm damage

By D.L. FinnPublished 3 months ago โ€ข 1 min read

The wind tears through the white landscape,

I peek outside, my mouth agape.

Broken limbs, a snapped tree,

Lots of work waits for me.

For now, my home is the escape.

nature poetry

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D.L. Finn

D. L. Finn is a multi-genre author. Her work includes the paranormal, poetry, memoir, romance, fantasy & children books. She is also a blogger, photographer & reader and encourages everyone to embrace their inner child.

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  • Harmony Kent3 months ago

    Your words are so evocative I can feel that violent, icy wind. Well done, Denise ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ™‚

  • Jan Sikes3 months ago

    Excellent, Denise! Definitely lots of work ahead for so many.

  • Staci Troilo3 months ago

    Love the twist on this one. For me, home is a sanctuary, but it's never an escape. I escape it to be in nature for a while. But you turned that on its head. Great job.

  • Robbie Cheadle3 months ago

    Well done, Denise. A great limerick.

  • Quincy.V3 months ago

    Poignant and descriptive evokes a sense of winter's power.๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘

  • Gwen Plano3 months ago

    How wonderful to have your home as your escape. Great limerick, Denise. โค๏ธ

  • Priscilla Bettis3 months ago

    Yes, I'm sure you have a lot of broken limbs and so forth. Good poem, Denise!

  • Joan Hall3 months ago

    You've had a little too much of this lately! Nice limerick.

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