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Of terrible storms that broke through the town Strangling, uprooting trees, slicing away Homes, a gurgling pulsating fury of air and rain That lasted four days. Unremitting, It brought huge waves in its wake From the tormented sea. All along the assaulted Coast people choked and drowned, Their corpses tipped Onto beaches huddled between ravaged furniture And drying plastic shopping bags, Swollen limbs nibbled at by fish and ***** And scattered throughout the streets Picked at by dogs, A feast that set them up For the coming cold weather. Fleeing birds Squalling overhead in clamorous flocks, plucked From the sky and shattered on rocks; The cats had a field day until Becoming engulfed too in marauding waves Deluging the land. Foxes screamed from the hopeless Shelter of water saturated dens; Only jagged ruins remained, Futile gestures to a once-only god. Towns inland were wrecked by the hurricane bursts And all fell silent as the storm Fled like a Viking raider back into the sea, dragging its Spoils.
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Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 5:31 AM UTC
STORMS
Of terrible storms that broke through the town Strangling, uprooting trees, slicing away Homes, a gurgling pulsating fury of air and rain That lasted four days. Unremitting, It brought huge waves in its wake From the tormented sea. All along the assaulted Coast people choked and drowned, Their corpses tipped Onto beaches huddled between ravaged furniture And drying plastic shopping bags, Swollen limbs nibbled at by fish and ***** And scattered throughout the streets Picked at by dogs, A feast that set them up For the coming cold weather. Fleeing birds Squalling overhead in clamorous flocks, plucked From the sky and shattered on rocks; The cats had a field day until Becoming engulfed too in marauding waves Deluging the land. Foxes screamed from the hopeless Shelter of water saturated dens; Only jagged ruins remained, Futile gestures to a once-only god. Towns inland were wrecked by the hurricane bursts And all fell silent as the storm Fled like a Viking raider back into the sea, dragging its Spoils.
#death#floods#storms#vikings
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stanley-wilkin
greenwich
Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 5:31 AM UTC
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