Hanna was the first to grow into a whirlwind,<\/p>\n
Touching Texas, flashing floods,<\/p>\n
Leaving powerlessness in her wake<\/p>\n
Texas couldn\u2019t handle Hanna after all.<\/p>\n
I could have told them<\/p>\n
Hanna don\u2019t play<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Isaias was a killer, moving too fast to get out of his way<\/p>\n
Like Hanna in the southwest, he sucked power from the east.<\/p>\n
Isaias had an identity crisis,<\/p>\n
Couldn\u2019t decide who he was.<\/p>\n
He stormed through the islands,<\/p>\n
Touched land as a whirlwind<\/p>\n
And twisted again as he traveled north<\/p>\n
Away from the sea<\/p>\n
Who knew when he was born<\/p>\n
That he would bring death and destruction?<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Laura and Marco, almost twins,<\/p>\n
Born in the east.<\/p>\n
Laura, born first, was weaker.<\/p>\n
Marco grew up before she did<\/p>\n
But he weakened faster,<\/p>\n
And did not linger before he was easily shoved<\/p>\n
Aside,<\/p>\n
Before dying.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Laura, unorganized and inhibited,<\/p>\n
Would not stay put.<\/p>\n
As Marco weakened,<\/p>\n
She slowly gained strength crossing Cuba,<\/p>\n
Her strength intensified as she wandered<\/p>\n
To Louisiana and drenched it,<\/p>\n
Taking power and flooding like her older siblings.<\/p>\n
You can\u2019t trust first impressions.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Nana grew up in South America,<\/p>\n
An introvert, she stayed away from crowds,<\/p>\n
And like the mayfly,<\/p>\n
was lively for only a day.<\/p>\n
Paulette was a zombie<\/p>\n
Who rose from the dead<\/p>\n
After brewing up a storm.<\/p>\n
Sally struck hard and strong,<\/p>\n
Making an impact<\/p>\n
with her rushing water and wind.<\/p>\n
Simple Sally was not flashy.<\/p>\n
Teddy was a slow one,<\/p>\n
Gradually growing stronger<\/p>\n
Before reaching his peak<\/p>\n
And deflating quickly<\/p>\n
But don\u2019t tell him he\u2019s impotent!<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Then there came the Greek twins<\/p>\n
Alpha, like her sibs,<\/p>\n
tried to spread herself<\/p>\n
But fizzled out<\/p>\n
It\u2019s hard to take her seriously.<\/p>\n
Iota had to be different,<\/p>\n
Adding mud to the flooding.<\/p>\n
Such a show-off!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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