{"id":26436,"date":"1979-04-10T16:10:17","date_gmt":"1979-04-10T15:10:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bohemiavillage.com\/?p=26436"},"modified":"2013-06-14T14:31:45","modified_gmt":"2013-06-14T13:31:45","slug":"penny-griggs-avalanche-1979","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.bohemiavillage.com\/?p=26436","title":{"rendered":"Penny Griggs – Avalanche (1979)"},"content":{"rendered":"

[From ‘Bohemian Bagatelle<\/a>‘, published 1979 by the Bohemians]<\/p>\n

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AVALANCHE<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The sun shone brightly all evening,<\/p>\n

Brightly in the month of June.<\/p>\n

It hid behind a large white cloud,<\/p>\n

Only to re-appear as the moon.<\/p>\n

The last people had come in<\/p>\n

After their go on the snow,<\/p>\n

The skiers had finished their skiing,<\/p>\n

The walkers had nowhere to go.<\/p>\n

The moon did brightly glisten,<\/p>\n

As I heard a walker\u2019s cry,<\/p>\n

It echoed round the mountains,<\/p>\n

And faded into the night.<\/p>\n

On one of the mountains I saw a large rock,<\/p>\n

Tipping, and starting to slide;<\/p>\n

The cry had shaken the mountain,<\/p>\n

And started the large rock to slide.<\/p>\n

As it hastened to slide down the mountain,<\/p>\n

It grew bigger as it rolled through the snow,<\/p>\n

Then down below I saw people,<\/p>\n

No concern to the rock did they show.<\/p>\n

They did not know the rock was above them,<\/p>\n

As they continued to laugh and tease,<\/p>\n

Meanwhile the rock was sliding faster,<\/p>\n

Crashing through bushes and trees.<\/p>\n

I knew that to shout would be silly,<\/p>\n

As I was too far away,<\/p>\n

So I drastically ran to the tower,<\/p>\n

To pass my message that way.<\/p>\n

I told the man of the trouble,<\/p>\n

He picked up his megaphone,<\/p>\n

He shouted out to the people,<\/p>\n

To quickly return to home.<\/p>\n

They understood his message;<\/p>\n

The echo shook snow again,<\/p>\n

It rumbled, and fell from the mountain,<\/p>\n

Like, from a cloud, falls rain.<\/p>\n

The people luckily were saved,<\/p>\n

But now there was a fog,<\/p>\n

As I looked into the misty darkness,<\/p>\n

I saw a little dog;<\/p>\n

Following behind, were three small girls,<\/p>\n

Throwing a stick for the dog to return;<\/p>\n

We could not attract their attention,<\/p>\n

For they were in their own small world.<\/p>\n

Suddenly, the large rock fell,<\/p>\n

The children could not be saved,<\/p>\n

I stood nearby their family,<\/p>\n

As their children went to their graves.<\/p>\n

Then suddenly, from behind a rock,<\/p>\n

The little dog did appear,<\/p>\n

Sniffing for his mistresses,<\/p>\n

But they were nowhere near.<\/p>\n

Now the tower was filled with tears,<\/p>\n

Three children, they were dead,<\/p>\n

An arm was placed round their mothers,<\/p>\n

While out of the tower they were led.<\/p>\n

Now the disaster was over,<\/p>\n

And the thick fog was rising.<\/p>\n

The night was not as clear as before,<\/p>\n

Could one night be so surprising?<\/p>\n

People began to clear rubble,<\/p>\n

Some people made hot soup inside,<\/p>\n

To warm the hearts of those unlucky people,<\/p>\n

Whose loved ones, they had died.<\/p>\n

Now I looked out on the snow again,<\/p>\n

The moon, it did still shine,<\/p>\n

I remembered that awful disaster,<\/p>\n

Those memories that were mine.<\/p>\n

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Penny Griggs (aged 13)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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