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Silver

Silver, 2008





To sing like a drop of rain...

By Everett A Warren

I am silent,
still, and listening.
The words I seek echo
just beyond my reach.
They crawl through fallen leaves,
dance in the falling rain,
they leave me wanting for more.





As the chill in the air
seeps into my bones,
the warmth I feel inside
calls fondly to a long-forgotten friend.
As timeless whispers
cascade from leaf to limb,
I long to run with them again.





To sing like a drop of rain
on Autumnal leaves -
cold clear waters drumming
on fiery hearts that wander free.
Rising in the mists
to chase the dreams
that are true but shall never be.







Copyright © 2004 Everett A Warren



This poem can be found in the collection Poetry from the Porch Period,
available via the publisher or from Amazon.com
or on order from your local bookstore!









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and the rain falls down
By Everett A Warren
May 1, 2009


and the rain falls down
again
it has that tendency
you know
bit clumsy
all in all
trips on a cloud
and down it comes
tears washing down
if it scrapes its knee
maybe whimpering a little
its eyes misty
if it can cushion the blow
angry and cursing
a temper tantrum
when it lands flat
on its face

for all that
it picks itself up again
brushes off the dust
and wanders off whistling

and the rain falls down

again


Copyright (c) 2009 Everett Ambrose Warren

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Not only that, but I figure we now have beachfront property, so I suppose global warming happened.

For some odd reason, despite being many bazillions of miles1 from the nearest ocean, it smells like we should be hearing the surf. A salty sea breeze is knocking down our trees, or something like that.

Rachel asked if the ozone had a big ol' hole in it (because for a minute I thought it almost smelled ozone-y), and thus a new song was born - There's a Hole in the Ozone the Sky is Leaking Out - which I will honor with a post of its very own.

It's probably not worthy of such a treatment, but hey, why not?


~ ~ ~

1: More accurately, 100 or so, but that puts us in Perth Amboy, NJ and I'm not sure that quite counts.

Some Snow

Feb. 13th, 2008 01:08 pm
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While parts of the country are getting hammered - 20" at a shot - this is only the second real, measurable snow since January 1st. That first time was barely enough to plow, this was a bit more but still just the minor league.

Justin and I went out last night and plowed the nature center. Had a chance to speak to one of the residents (a number of homes are off of the two LGNC-owned dirt roads) who usually plows, and he was surprised that the LGNC was having someone plow, but happy for any help I could give. Eases their burden - although it seems the two guys who plow both live off the same flat road, not off the hill that leads up to the parking lot. That latter part is my big focus.

Anyway, discoveries last night: If someone was to read my fortune, they'd very likely find that Everblades are likely to be in my future. The stuff clung to the wiper blades, and we had to stop several times to scrape the blades clear so we could see. Not like the tunnel-effect of the snow wasn't enough to reduce visibility to maybe two feet in front of the plow. Additional lights for the front might also be in order - now I know why the HID lights are $3000. Probably worth it. I suppose I'll go for two additional lights instead of replacing the plow lights. The work lights also need to go up ASAP, because backing up was almost blind, which is not Of The Good.

Today, Justin started the vehicles and then headed to class. I cleared them, which was easy on account of the rain, and annoying on account of the rain - soaking my jacket so much that it puddled when I set my arm on the center console! I backed the truck down, then took the two cars (or car and small SUV, really) down. One pass up the driveway with the V, and then angled to the right to clear the right most edge, and two passes as a scoop to clear the rest. Went much faster than the first time, of course.

Went back to the nature center and cleared the lot again, as well as one V pass down the hill. I could have skimmed the top off the stuff on the flat road, but it was fairly clear, and the weight of the ice brought some evergreens very low. I didn't want them to catch in the ladder rack and break or tangle. Some of them were so low, they'd catch in the grill...

So that's that. Even remembered to stop and get milk on the way home. After circling once. =)

smudge

Aug. 21st, 2007 11:09 am
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smudge
By Everett A Warren
August 21, 2007

if i should chance
to see the world
in shades of black and white
leave it to the rain
to bring shades of grey
to blur the distance
smudge the edges
ripple my reflection
the solid made less so
water soluble like a
moist supernova
expanding until it
dissolves
leaving what remains
floating in solution
until surface tensions relax
and wash it all away

you see things
for what they are
as they pirouette
with the flow
as they cling
parasitic
as they thrash
in fear
that they are
who they think
they are
and
don't
want to be
and when the sun
comes out
rainbow smiles
disguise sullen hearts
as their heat dries the earth
turns to desert
at their touch


Copyright (c) 2007 Everett Ambrose Warren

Tornado?

Aug. 17th, 2007 02:55 pm
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After Deb called, reporting golf-ball sized hail, trees down, and likelihood of less windows than we had in the morning (and we're not talking Micro$oft products here), and after a co-worker further alerted me to the conditions, I checked the forecast.

It listed:

The tornado will be:
(city our mailing address is in) - (time as I watched it)
(local state park nearly walking distance from the house) - (a few minutes from then)

So I called Deb and sent them down into the basement.

They're probably already in the clear from that particular bit o' wind, but there's at least one more big, nasty chunk o' storm coming in behind that.
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Yes, that means all network connections will be severed for enough time to stop two all-day processes after they've been running for five hours...

This inspired said programmer (not me) to invent the saying "son of a motherless chicken..."

Me? I was thankfully half the way through installing six hot fixes to a SQL Server. I've decided to hold off on the last three - turned the server off, as it is UPSless - until after the storm has passed. Literally.

Anywho, 3/4" hail. Looked like it was snowing for a minute there. Water running so deep and fast on the street, cars are having trouble navigating the canal street. An intersection within view appeared to have more than a foot of water on it.

To the tune Point of Know Return:

How long... till the network drops
How long... till the power surges
How long... until Exchange Server returns


(or something like that... the coworker mentioned above began singing it as I was typing this... =)
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Facts of life time. Periodically, there can be floods in the best of places. It happens. Factor in the rivers, their cantankerousness at being forced to stay in their banks like good little schoolchildren, and it happens. Sooner or later those running waters get ticked off at the impertinence of man and all that dam(n) concrete, and woosh, over the bank it is, to have fun with the spirits of the woodlands. They all drink deep, party the night away, and then, besodden, head back to bed, awaiting one heck of a hangover. When those ffolk of the woods get up the next night, they find all manner of flotsam and jetsam that is now considerably less floaty. They get on with their lives, as we scratch our head and wonder why it was this happened to us and who can we sue to prevent it happening again and then we forget about it so we can get back to important things, like finding out how Paris Hilton is coping with life after jail.

Catastrophic floods that just sweep out of nowhere and sweep away Piglets and Poohs and all manner of other things don't happen all that often.

Cut because I got a wee bit wordy... )
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Justin collected 2 cups of water in a half hour span. Hail, again.

No rain here, 45 minutes away. Deb was at the market - thunder and lightning, but no rain.

They say our power should be back on in about three hours...

~ ~ ~

The generator was going to go in this past May, but will now likely be held off until next year due to certain other Top Sekritive Type Stuff going on. That, and the electricians - and most other service industries in the area - break the cardinal rule and never call back.

On that note, though, we are now $400 poorer, but we have all sinks and toilets and so forth running nicely. Apparently Moen doesn't use good ol' fashioned washers, but they use cartridges. Apparently, after three years of unfiltered well water, the cartridges are worthless. Sediment, as I expected, had ripped through the plastic materials, scouring new channels for water to leak out of.

Of course, Deb can't check it all out because no power = no water.

So, yeah. If I find an electrician that actually understands how to use a phone, I might schedule something in sooner rather than later.

21 Trees

Mar. 24th, 2007 07:10 pm
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Woke up bright and early and, with Justin's help, twenty one trees were planted. Well, eleven trees and ten shrubs. To be even more specific, 5 hazels, 5 winterberry holly, and 11 hemlock.

We found a few spots where the ground was still frozen - despite a sloppy, muddy, clay surface. Several locations for hazels were left as false starts - two not even deep enough to be noticeable due to ice, and one because we found a rock that has a face of at least 2'x2'. At least that's about the size of the hole before we gave up, and we never found even one single edge of the rock. We unearthed a couple other good sized rocks, added to the foundation border in front of the kiwi trellis, and one monster. We needed to get the 6' bar out to pry that sucker from the ground - and it was only about a foot in diameter and two feet long.

It's raining now so that should help get those guys off to a good start.

After a few days that topped sixty degrees and rain - heavy at times - there's still quite a few spots with snow, but it is starting to fade away. The Rachel River is running wild and free, even under the 4-6' of snow plowed over it just north of our driveway.

In other news, the guitar lesson with the new student went well today. Slightly more details over on the musical blog (aka MySpace).
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On the edge of them anyway.

Anyway, just came in from the porch. Mr. B was out there with me, wearing only a diaper.

Yep. It's that warm.

The rain is starting to cool things off, so I can almost believe the cold front that's been sweeping the country will arrive over the next twenty-four hours.

Of course, I tried to make a joke about the "cold November rain" - and it is warm enough to run out in it if your asthma isn't acting up and you're reasonably healthy otherwise - and then Deb reminded me it was December. Joke's on me, I guess.
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So the local news was showing results of the flash flooding from yesterday - lanes split in half, cars swallowed up for parking where the road *used* to be, a story of a girl who was swept under for minutes after clinging for four hours, and then they show a hole on a golf course.

"Local golfers had to keep an eye on this water hazard..."

And they zoom out and the green is the only thing in sight that is not underwater.
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I am okay - the Contour, on the other hand, she has flatlined, and is abandoned at a local store.

I was a short distance from work - about 30 miles from her final resting place - and lashed by a horizontal downpour. Suspicion #1 is that Things Got Wet. The battery light came on. And stayed on. Stopped for gas (of course. Cars never die on anything less. It's like leaving the room when you're an extra in a slasher flick. Fill the tank, the car dies. Simple.) The car started right up. Still with the battery light, especially mocking me after the Jeep without red lenses blinded me with brake and turn signal.

The speed limit on one stretch - usually exceeding 50 miles an hour - was about 40 at peak. Generally 30. Low visibility. And... I think the lights are getting dimmer.

Along a divided highway - speed limit 55, normally 65, often with some traffic passing quickly even at that - the speed was even further reduced. Several pickup trucks - four wheel drive monster trucks - kept it to 25. The lights are definitely reduced. All non-essential electrical stuff off. Like the defroster keeping the window clear.

Headlights dimming, I think. Other cars seem to look at me funny. I try to keep moving, hoping something from the alternator gets back to the power supply, baring that, hoping that I get home quicker before becoming stranded in a constantly battering rainfall.

I reach the junction of two highways and all doubt is gone - the lights are fading fast. Quickly going up over the hill, calling for backup - only to have Deb's cell drop the call. Downhill, some street lighting - things are fading but working.

Turn onto the side street, okay, still feels like enough juice to make it home. Only five miles away now.

Into the fields - darkness. The car in front pulls away and I realize for the first time that I no longer have headlights. Or interior lights. And the wipers. Are. Slowing. Dow

Complete darkness, nobody behind me. Mooching light off the opposing traffic who probably don't even know I'm there. Rolling to a stop, only worries as I stall all the way across Fairyland is that someone else might be in the same situation, as there is no light anywhere. Little to no power.

I roll through the intersection over the course of maybe three or four hours. At least it feels that way. The engine still reacts, a bit, and accelerates. Barely.

I pull into Millers. And she is done.
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...and if it doesn't include rain, thunder, lightning, and power loss, it doesn't count...
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Looking up Red Hill Road
Originally uploaded by ellyssian.
This is what stopped me on the way to work Tuesday... =)
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Driveway Canyons
Originally uploaded by ellyssian.
This is the first of the flood photos - just a bit of runoff that ran away with bits of my driveway...
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Justin, Rachel, and I spent some three or four hours soaked by the sporadic rainfall and ankle to knee deep in the Rachel River, trying to convince it to follow one course and not follow several others.

We succeeded in blocking off the uppermost path - which wandered by our neighbor's septic system, and then cut behind their house and down between our driveways. This was the Eater of Driveways. Now it's just nibbling. Two other flows were shifted somewhat - and will diminish as debris hangs up on the tree limbs we used to block the flow, convincing more water to go where we want it.

The pictures from yesterday are getting developed, and it looks like I'll need them. We're going to go en masse to the next township meeting. I think the only houses that did not flood were mine and the one next door - where the Rachel River was almost lapping at their deck. One of the corner houses had six feet of water in the basement - about half the flow that went under my driveway went through about five houses, filling each one. In maybe 4 hours. The other half of the flow was aimed at about ten or so other houses in the middle of the development.

The guy across the street lost his swimming pool. Sinkhole opened up, the lining bulged and ripped, and that water was gone. He has part of the Rachel River slamming into his sandmound - the second one, so if it fails, the property might not have room to support another - and another flow entirely comes along and causes the sinkholes. And that's not even counting the actual full-time stream just a bit beyond the back of his property.

After we had done all the work - around 10pm or so - it started pouring again. As I was already soaked, and the rain was a nice temperature, I decided I was going to enjoy the shower and stayed out for a while, wandering around the pitch-dark forest. I did not bump into any bears, and the skunk kept its distance (smelled, but neither heard nor seen.) The cats kept up their watch, meowing at me and every once in a while staring down something unseen to me.

Anyway, I can't imagine how tense and knotted I would have been if I had just gone right inside. Yep, shovelling mud, herding water, and dragging trees around by their toes is a more thorough workout than any gym can provide.

If my neighbors houses are any indication, though, it is much more expensive than a gym membership.
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Niagara falls? Walk out my driveway and look left.
Mississippi River? You're standing in it.
Grand Canyon? That would be the driveway.

Two deep canyons down the driveway - you have to drive *into* the woods to line the deep canyon up under the car, then follow that to the other side of the driveway and out. And avoid the 2' deep pothole and cross canyon at the base of the driveway.

The 12" pipe under the driveway can't handle the flow. Most of the flow heads down the middle of the street.

I've heard some numbers on the depths of some "indoor pools" in the neighborhood - 1', 3', and 5'.

A cabin near the entrance to the development was submerged by the Rachel River. Justin and I drove through the river as it crossed the road. By the time we came back, the water had dropped. That water had filled a grotto at least 10' deep, and about half an acre in area.

The corner of Long Run and Red Hill Road was washed out. Water reached 3-4' depth over the road, as well as filling the normal channel for the stream. Red Hill Road itself is now much less of a road - large quantities of asphalt has been swept away.

In 50 years time, it only flooded nearly that bad once - 35 years ago, during a hurricane.

I watched one of the most unintelligent women in the world drive through 2-3' of rushing water. In a Grand Am. Pedal to the metal, and the car crawled the last car length worth of stream, moving nearly as fast sideways. If it had been one more car length of crossing, I would have had to call 911 for them to retrieve her body and that/those of her passenger(s.) Stupid, stupid people. Several trucks also went through.

It did drop - a lot, by the time I headed into work at noon - but I refused to use it until they officially reopen the road (which means, hopefully, that the bridge is actually still the kind that can help you drive over something, and not the kind that crumbles and lets you slide into something.)

I have pictures - nearly 40 of them, before I ran out of film - of the yard flooding, driveway, Rachel River, and of the Red Hill/Long Run intersection. Will drop them off for developing tonight.

For those wondering, rain is still a good thing, and any flooding damages in my neighborhood (or any other developed/developing area) are not "Acts of God" they are the "Acts of Politicians/Engineers/Developers who Think They Are God." Unfortunately, I don't think that will help people collect.
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The rains have come at last... came and went, thus far. That's 1 out of 3 for the weatherman, as this is the third week running that we were going to get oodles and oodles of rain, and this is the first we've got it. So far, it rained for less than 12 hours, which also goes against their prediction of rain from now until eternity (or three days, which is an eternity in forecasting.) We'll see if we get any more, but I'm appreciative of this batch, and one could almost hear the forest sigh in relief at the arrival of moisture.

There's something about the smell of a light rain in the forest, or after a heavier rain, that calls to me. If I had to pick a single element - and most know how loathe I am to ever pick a single favorite of any thing - it would be water, without question. From the drops of dew on the leaves in the morning, to mists that roll slowly through the woods, to rushing mountain stream or slow thoughtful river, to the rolling waves of the ocean... The aspects associated with water are also important to me - the healing nature, the ability to flow around obstacles. Water is considered a feminine element, and I have no difficulty embracing those aspects, as nurturing and caring are as important to me as the tempestuous fathomless depths.
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wiser roots
August 16, 2005

rain falls pure from the heavens
tainted by interpretation
mankind attaches to it 'sorrow'
and, from the cleansing waters, withdraws
crying out all the while for the sun
to warm their hearts
and chase away the darkness

as mankind cowers from the gifts of life
a leaf unfolds and wiser roots drink deep


Copyright (c) 2005 Everett Ambrose Warren

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