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I hope you have a good tomorrow. Take care and stay safe. Night, everyone.

#Tempest at our door, A weak cry in the night hums Piccolo of hope Charcoal on the brush, I paint through shadows for them, Love steadies my hands All else learns to wait, Family roots hold me firm Dawn finds us still strong #vss365 #FoxProse #WriteMap #BraveWrite #OurPoetryX

Sure I’ll walk this way in honor of Gene and Gene and Maddy, Marty, Cloris, Teri, Peter and all the other comic acting geniuses who no longer walk this way on earth today. #songtitleprompt @songtitleprompt x.com/songtitlepromp…

As we come to a close on Day 2 of #SWAW2026... Remember, tornadoes can happen at any time! If severe weather is forecast, be sure to prepare before lying down for the night. Stay #WeatherReady. #IAwx #SWAW #TornadoSafety

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Sputnik created a #tempest of fear around the United States. No longer were the proverbial little green men from Mars the biggest fear for Americans. The hammer and sickle owned object flying around Earth was. #vss365

Like borrowed treasure, beating hard &soft in my hollow chest.. Love is struggling, turning sides, trying to find its way to you.. How do I explain, how I've loved you in a million ways, and m not done yet.. The #tempest refuses to remain locked inside, anymore.......! #vss365

Messy mind dressed in coffee stains, whirring throbbing alive.. I hold your absence in tender grip of an empty mug as sleep spills over.. I may collect empty shells tomorrow, words hatched, flown away.. #Frustrated doodles of inebriated thoughts crawl on empty walls..! #vss365

Still cute. Still adorable. Still modest. But then you knew that.

I like to do the grunt work first before I order others to do it. Is this me being a good manager? Hardly. I do it to frustrate their youthful urge to argue with me. Oh, they still grumble, but they can never complain about me being a lazy boss. #vss365 #frustrate

A snowstorm Cascade, Iowa had on March 22, 2024.

Stay by my dark corner, for tonight blows a loveless draught.. The 🖤 often strong, resilient feels weary, distraught.. The lips, eyes, silent & deep.. Searchng words, to cajole few winks of sleep.. Stay, for #night may endure, but i dread, what dawn may conjure..! #WriteMap

Two Gingers Restaurant, Cascade, Iowa. April 6, 2023.

Work and sleep, two precious gifts not to be ignored.. . . I shuffle my priority list, offer each entry warmth & spotlight, even if for a while.. Words in encrusted✒️ wait sulk #frustrate into a smile.. I stitch my poem scattered across wake, sleep & some hazy realms..! #vss365

Our next virtual Storm Spotter Training will be held tomorrow, Wednesday March 25th at 10 AM! Come learn all about storms, and how to report severe weather which helps your community and the NWS! Register here: attendee.gotowebinar.com/register/81195… Hope to see you there!

Do you know your tornado terminology? What do you do when under a tornado watch, warning or emergency? Now is the time to review! #iawx

Tenne's knees felt weak, but not from the shock at the touch of the globe. They must now be far down underground, below the surface, away from sun and moon and rivers and trees. She longed for the wind on her face in the morning. "You . . . you're not hurt," Shay said in tremulous voice. Tenne felt a gentle touch on her arm that was more wavering than kindly. Shay had crept up behind her. She turned and instinctively took a step back. For a brief moment, she was frustrated with Shay's constant timidity, but then she reminded herself that Shay had been in this cavernous pit longer than she had. How much longer? And why? She needed to out of here, get them both out of here. Tenne furrowed her brow. Then what? She wasn't enthralled with the idea of Shay as a permanent companion. #songtitleprompt Down Under #UnchainedSymphonies tremulous #OurPoetryX gentle touch #vss365 frustrate

I often lace up my evening with promises.. By #night they flutter away like curtains in the wind.. I unclasp my heart, slice a sliver of your name and place it between the pages.. I bind the diary with another promise.. I throb within the pages as pieces of you....! #WriteMap

Cascade, Iowa. January 10.

Fringe of fading light, highlights the horizon.. A drop of crimson, smudged hurriedly.. To blot disappointment, spilled by the day.. Moon turns its lamp on, stars gather around for a story session.. I tie back my hair, loosen curtains, the stage of #night beckons..! #WriteMap