My emotions are like a hurricane.
Swirling faster and faster,
I can’t control them, and they…
Have the power to destroy anything…
And everything around me.
katrina, storm, water, very watery, muddy, torn down houses, very windy, palm trees, homeless, abandoned houses, houses flooded, destruction, death, money lost, new orleans.
It came sweeping down on her like a hurricane, the realization that maybe, just maybe, things would be okay. That perhaps if things worked out like she hoped, that her every desire would come true.
Her partner would walk into her office, and tell her that the case was solved. And in the time between the first case and the last one, that he had realized he was in love with her.
It blows like a destructive force bent on vengeance to the land. A great sea monster that swells and increases in fury, and, when tasting land, is set like a shark to the feeding frenzy. Trees bend, the seas rise,the waves crash. The hurricane is here, and we are afraid of it.
Im a hurricane katrina victim… life devastator which took away everything i had and all my material posessions… but i also see it as a life saver, i needed to get out of mississippi cause i was going down a single path with no future.
distaster, destruction, I’m not to fond of the idea of a hurricane going through my shed, and as mom and steve dance in the kitchen, I find it extremely distracting to do this. Anyways. I’m lucky i live in Alaska because we dont get hurricanes up here.
she was as destructive as a massive hurricane and she blew everybody away with her elegants. she glanced over and smiled. she knew who she was and she didn’t let anyone stop her. she was as dangerous as a hurricane and as beautiful as a flower.
katrina, first day of orientation freshman year of college, tears, new friends, depression, tulane, transferring schools, returning to new orleans, the saints, save NOLA, beauty, recovery, laughter, new beginnings, and me.
trouble is I’ve never been in an a natural disaster, i’ve never had any practice. How was i suppose to react to the news that we were supposed to batten down the hatches. Define hatch was my first thought, but we didn’t have any chickens.
i think it would probably be the worst experience of my life to lose my house during a hurricane. it seems that those people who are left homeless become dependant on others for shelter, food, and every other little thing they need. and what if they have children? they could be unable to provide for them, or worse, they could lose their children during the hurricane. hurricane katrina for example, left many people homeless.
I really don’t like hurricanes. I mean, there were a lot in Asia and, well, I love Asia! And I’m proud! So, yes, I do dislike them, and I live in Europe so I hope no hurricanes will “come here”. I like the song from Cascada, though =’D
The loss of life is almost hard to beleive. That our countries government could be so cold and so “blindsided” by it totally not help anyone when katrina hit is mind-blowing. I don’t think I could ever live in those places it would be nonstop stress for me.
blowing, furiously, fast, wet, wild, scary, really really big sound noisy tunnel dark sand debris sky high people faces homes round circling faster harder pushing best time over relieved
I have never faced hurricane, but I surely would like to. it’s annoying that the places that I stayed in never experienced any. I hope in near future I can experience such an adventure. thank you
Hurricane – scary. People are absolutely frightened when they know one is coming. They wonder what will happen and where they will go for shelter. Will they be in the eye of it? It’s a massive thought. We hope we never have to see one. Where we live, though, there are no hurricanes. We pray for those who do have to wonder when they will be forced to deal with one.
wind and furry, no mercy, power, rushing, moving, surging, forcing, destruction, purification, eradication, surge of emotion so strong released at once into unstoppable expression.
When I heard about the hurricane, I felt a little empty. the connotation went disaster, death, wind, trees, signs, cars, i didn’t understand. I don’t really know what death is. I don’t really know. why am i so selfish. this
you pulled me in,
and shook me around
and twisted the air
and the waves hit the ground,
i couldn’t escape,
your force or your might,
it’s a good thing,
i don’t want to leave tonight.
Down the path of extraction
leading into the belly of a sinking sun
the death of a clock and a bill
set to the binge of the din
and the stillness sweeps the sand
across the toe.
Spent time in a shifting location
always.
Never knew it was
sucking up
all our sour moments.
Spools of mist in the ether, at least, that’s the shape it’s closest to on the radar. Like dustballs or gray threads caught in a flywheel. Look at the circles, the spirals, the shapes. And the eye.
Thrashing and harassing, sometimes within. Tearing down all that you are, all that you used to be. Unstoppable and uncontrollable, wiping out anything in its path. Once a small wind has now become a monster deep inside.
Hurricanes used to mean fun, an excuse to party, a day or two home from work, time spent with friends and family “evacuating”. Since Katrina, however, they mean fear, devastation, separation from family,change.
thinking about hurricane Katrina still sends me into a pathetic display of tears. but not because of anything that bad, its just that my mother wasn’t killed in it but my father was.
this may sound bad but my mother has Alzheimer and i think she would be better off dead.
a hurricane of feelings sweeps past through me as i remember your face which is hard considering the time that passed but still it causes me to fade into the background of numbness that i found within myself when i met you
ide really hate to get stuck in one. ive seen on tv how they just destroy so much… idk actually i have been through two, but they werent bad. one was when i was camping… our tents was a foot high with water. yeh that sucked, but we werent about to die or anything
Force of god, devastation and awe inspiring nature. People in tatters picking through their belongings in the rain. Global views of the earth from space showing whirlpools of clouds over affected areas. Tins of food in basements and families lit by candles warming the contents over camper stoves.
here comes the story of the hurricane, which was you, incidentally. You came into my life with that goddamn activism and that rogue opinion and made a mockery of everything i stood for. My realization that sometimes, if not all the time, I’m overly cliche swept through me like the metaphorical winds you so created. So fuck you for it, I have to say. Fuck you.
Creating the deadliest wind force know to man kind. An overwhelming sign that we are not wanted on a planet that we continually abuse with no intention of stopping. A physical representation of our lives, often times spiraling out of control with no real direction in mind other than the intent to survive
I think of Katrina of suffering of color, people of color but I think that that is the medias idea. I think of islands of people who know the hurricane who experience it’s fury often, if indeed fury it is. Hurricane…I think of me. I my anger at having
The wind, the rain, the howling. It comes with plenty of warning now a days, yet it is still quite feared. The hurricane is an intense force of nature that can devastate even the most prepared of communities.
The destructive power can be seen each season, over and over.
My emotions are like a hurricane.
Swirling faster and faster,
I can’t control them, and they…
Have the power to destroy anything…
And everything around me.
it is a scary, terrible atmospheric phoenomenon with rain and strong wind that brings distruction
katrina, storm, water, very watery, muddy, torn down houses, very windy, palm trees, homeless, abandoned houses, houses flooded, destruction, death, money lost, new orleans.
It came sweeping down on her like a hurricane, the realization that maybe, just maybe, things would be okay. That perhaps if things worked out like she hoped, that her every desire would come true.
Her partner would walk into her office, and tell her that the case was solved. And in the time between the first case and the last one, that he had realized he was in love with her.
Or maybe it was just the six beers talking.
It blows like a destructive force bent on vengeance to the land. A great sea monster that swells and increases in fury, and, when tasting land, is set like a shark to the feeding frenzy. Trees bend, the seas rise,the waves crash. The hurricane is here, and we are afraid of it.
Im a hurricane katrina victim… life devastator which took away everything i had and all my material posessions… but i also see it as a life saver, i needed to get out of mississippi cause i was going down a single path with no future.
distaster, destruction, I’m not to fond of the idea of a hurricane going through my shed, and as mom and steve dance in the kitchen, I find it extremely distracting to do this. Anyways. I’m lucky i live in Alaska because we dont get hurricanes up here.
she was as destructive as a massive hurricane and she blew everybody away with her elegants. she glanced over and smiled. she knew who she was and she didn’t let anyone stop her. she was as dangerous as a hurricane and as beautiful as a flower.
wind
baaad wind
kills poeple
damn
katrina, first day of orientation freshman year of college, tears, new friends, depression, tulane, transferring schools, returning to new orleans, the saints, save NOLA, beauty, recovery, laughter, new beginnings, and me.
trouble is I’ve never been in an a natural disaster, i’ve never had any practice. How was i suppose to react to the news that we were supposed to batten down the hatches. Define hatch was my first thought, but we didn’t have any chickens.
Katrina. Loss of life, natures revenge. Earth showing us who is boss. Stupidity in staying in front of the storm. Destruction. Fun.
terrible storms. people hurting. homes destroyed. Katrina. Money spent. Stronger love. Thaning God. Asking God why. Why? Why?
The World is pissed off and is get back at everyone for the shit we do. This is just the start to the end of the world.
i think it would probably be the worst experience of my life to lose my house during a hurricane. it seems that those people who are left homeless become dependant on others for shelter, food, and every other little thing they need. and what if they have children? they could be unable to provide for them, or worse, they could lose their children during the hurricane. hurricane katrina for example, left many people homeless.
I really don’t like hurricanes. I mean, there were a lot in Asia and, well, I love Asia! And I’m proud! So, yes, I do dislike them, and I live in Europe so I hope no hurricanes will “come here”. I like the song from Cascada, though =’D
What a wet, windy mess. No electricity for days.
The loss of life is almost hard to beleive. That our countries government could be so cold and so “blindsided” by it totally not help anyone when katrina hit is mind-blowing. I don’t think I could ever live in those places it would be nonstop stress for me.
blowing, furiously, fast, wet, wild, scary, really really big sound noisy tunnel dark sand debris sky high people faces homes round circling faster harder pushing best time over relieved
I have never faced hurricane, but I surely would like to. it’s annoying that the places that I stayed in never experienced any. I hope in near future I can experience such an adventure. thank you
stormy rain torrents damage killer wonderful tragedy flood lives changed forever surfers!
Hurricane – scary. People are absolutely frightened when they know one is coming. They wonder what will happen and where they will go for shelter. Will they be in the eye of it? It’s a massive thought. We hope we never have to see one. Where we live, though, there are no hurricanes. We pray for those who do have to wonder when they will be forced to deal with one.
wind and furry, no mercy, power, rushing, moving, surging, forcing, destruction, purification, eradication, surge of emotion so strong released at once into unstoppable expression.
When I heard about the hurricane, I felt a little empty. the connotation went disaster, death, wind, trees, signs, cars, i didn’t understand. I don’t really know what death is. I don’t really know. why am i so selfish. this
you pulled me in,
and shook me around
and twisted the air
and the waves hit the ground,
i couldn’t escape,
your force or your might,
it’s a good thing,
i don’t want to leave tonight.
Down the path of extraction
leading into the belly of a sinking sun
the death of a clock and a bill
set to the binge of the din
and the stillness sweeps the sand
across the toe.
Spent time in a shifting location
always.
Never knew it was
sucking up
all our sour moments.
Spools of mist in the ether, at least, that’s the shape it’s closest to on the radar. Like dustballs or gray threads caught in a flywheel. Look at the circles, the spirals, the shapes. And the eye.
Thrashing and harassing, sometimes within. Tearing down all that you are, all that you used to be. Unstoppable and uncontrollable, wiping out anything in its path. Once a small wind has now become a monster deep inside.
Hurricanes used to mean fun, an excuse to party, a day or two home from work, time spent with friends and family “evacuating”. Since Katrina, however, they mean fear, devastation, separation from family,change.
thinking about hurricane Katrina still sends me into a pathetic display of tears. but not because of anything that bad, its just that my mother wasn’t killed in it but my father was.
this may sound bad but my mother has Alzheimer and i think she would be better off dead.
Scrambles the Death Dealer!
Powerful force of nature that religious people fear because unlike their gods, it can affect them directly.
a hurricane of feelings sweeps past through me as i remember your face which is hard considering the time that passed but still it causes me to fade into the background of numbness that i found within myself when i met you
ide really hate to get stuck in one. ive seen on tv how they just destroy so much… idk actually i have been through two, but they werent bad. one was when i was camping… our tents was a foot high with water. yeh that sucked, but we werent about to die or anything
Force of god, devastation and awe inspiring nature. People in tatters picking through their belongings in the rain. Global views of the earth from space showing whirlpools of clouds over affected areas. Tins of food in basements and families lit by candles warming the contents over camper stoves.
here comes the story of the hurricane, which was you, incidentally. You came into my life with that goddamn activism and that rogue opinion and made a mockery of everything i stood for. My realization that sometimes, if not all the time, I’m overly cliche swept through me like the metaphorical winds you so created. So fuck you for it, I have to say. Fuck you.
Creating the deadliest wind force know to man kind. An overwhelming sign that we are not wanted on a planet that we continually abuse with no intention of stopping. A physical representation of our lives, often times spiraling out of control with no real direction in mind other than the intent to survive
what a hurricane can do is tremendous, a full blast of dedicated brutality. people ought to believe more in the power of the hurricane.
god’s finger
I think of Katrina of suffering of color, people of color but I think that that is the medias idea. I think of islands of people who know the hurricane who experience it’s fury often, if indeed fury it is. Hurricane…I think of me. I my anger at having
The wind, the rain, the howling. It comes with plenty of warning now a days, yet it is still quite feared. The hurricane is an intense force of nature that can devastate even the most prepared of communities.
The destructive power can be seen each season, over and over.