All of you wanted a Hurricane Sally post, I know. I didn’t get any specific messages or requests from any of you but I knew what you were all thinking: “Talk about Sally, you lazy Pensacolian!!!! $^#@$!”
The day has arrived.
It’s been 2 weeks since Sally wrecked our beautiful, seaside city. It’s been 2 weeks since she blew into town, turned on the meteorological fans, and knocked over our telephone poles. What ensued was several days of misery and mayhem.
No, no, that’s not what happened. Life became slightly less convenient for us, sure, but it wasn’t ruined altogether. The hurricane made landfall during the afternoon of September 15th and an advisory was put into effect, telling people to stay home.
It practically blew over that same night. One of the luxuries of being Deaf is that I get to sleep soundly amidst the crashing of trees and telephone poles. 🙂 I woke up the following morning, on the 16th, and saw that my ceiling fan had stopped working.
Not only was the power out in the household, but the entire county was going through a blackout. We lost power for a couple days and the Internet didn’t come back until some time later. We had thousands of utility workers coming in from other states to get the power back on.
In the South, where the elements are a little more dangerous, people really have each other’s backs. One of my neighbors offered us a bag of ice to replace the AC. There were food trucks coming into town to keep us fed. And as I mentioned, workers from other states were actually coming to help us out with the power lines.
It was a humbling experience, that.
But man! As a content creator, not having internet access is akin to getting your tongue ripped out. This episode has gotten me thinking about my future in the state of Florida. I haven’t made any concrete decisions yet, though. As a creator, I need consistent, reliable internet in my house.
I can’t just drive for 20 minutes to get to the next county in order to post one of my poems.
Oh, yeah! Poems! Man, I forgot to tell you guys this! If you’re not one of my loyal followers, let me fill you in: I was on a serious poetry kick last week. I never thought of myself as a poet. Corey E. Toomey, World-Renowned Poet? Are you for real?
Apparently, I was for real. In my back yard, there’s a statue of a lady pouring water into a bird bath (Aquarius?). Here, let me pull up a photo:
So I was in the back of my house, in the Florida room (yeah, that’s a thing, look it up), and watched the lady getting doused relentlessly with rain. I thought of how miserable she must’ve been to be trapped under dark, merciless clouds in the middle of a dangerous storm.
Right there, the idea clicked. The next day at work, my client at the nursing home was sleeping and I pulled out my spiral notebook. I wrote The Lady in the Hurricane in less than an hour. Yeah, baby, yeah!
But I wasn’t going to stop there! No sir! A day later I wrote The Oaken Crown, an ode to the richness of the human imagination. Then Eclipse, inspired by a gender-nonconforming friend of mine. And finally Vultures, about the predatory nature of man.
My glorious week of churning out poetry! And it all started with a statue in my back yard during a hurricane! Thank you, Sally!
I have a few more poems in the pipeline. It’s all a matter of getting the wording, structure, and balance right. 🙂
I’m planning on making YouTube videos for each of my poems. The Lady in the Hurricane video is already out for your viewing/listening pleasure. (Close your eyes and let my dulcet voice carry you through this 2-minute journey). 😀
I’ve been boosting some of my older posts on Facebook to get some more traffic into this site. We may or may not get more people on this Blog to interact with. I don’t know what the end result will be, since I’m still playing around with these advertising tools. More engagement is always nice.
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