Sudden Arrival
A Thousand Dimensions
Volume 1
SUDDEN ARRIVAL
The house is quiet, the light is dimmed, two candles are enough, and peace reigns. An olden-days night. The Mac is off. The slow rhythmic clock, the heartbeat of the home. Silence. Total silence. A slow roar. The rafters creak, a stirring. The candles flicker, detective of some hidden draught. What approaches? Silence … a low rumbling … Crescendo!
As rain beats against the windows both east and west facing, the Wind howls, surrounds the walls, wailing and gnashing of teeth, a storm surge! Crash!
In the road commotion, a wheely bin takes off and jet-like stopped dead in its tracks by a single parked car.
A howl. Lashing. Torrents of Rain. More howling.
One candle snuffed, another clinging on for dear life!
Silence. Total Silence … ! Peace restored.
A torch, a single searchlight seeks out travesty. But all in the garden is in order. A chair righted, the high bush tied back again, … but soaked in the process.
Hamburg, Cheltenham, Liverpool
Ah good! You’re all safe. The searchlight catches the brilliance of orange as each of them comes up, breaks the surface, … a flurry then back down deep into the winter depths far below.
I pull the french doors to’, the curtains are drawn.
How extraordinary, that storm! No warning! Nature reminding me of my insignificance in the greater scheme of things.
Ah yes! Let’s relight that candle.
1 July 2022
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© Kenneth Thomas Webb 2022
A Jotting composed 27 January 2020 on a sudden storm passing very low overhead.
It can be found in stanza form in Renaissance Man, for that is how it was originally written.
KTW
Ken Webb is a writer and proofreader. His website, kennwebb.com, showcases his work as a writer, blogger and podcaster, resting on his successive careers as a police officer, progressing to a junior lawyer in succession and trusts as a Fellow of the Institute of Legal Executives, a retired officer with the Royal Air Force Volunteer Reserve, and latterly, for three years, the owner and editor of two lifestyle magazines in Liverpool.
He also just handed over a successful two year chairmanship in Gloucestershire with Cheltenham Regency Probus.
Pandemic aside, he spends his time equally between his city, Liverpool, and the county of his birth, Gloucestershire.
In this fast-paced present age, proof-reading is essential. And this skill also occasionally leads to copy-editing writers’ manuscripts for submission to publishers and also student and post graduate dissertations.
