Lightening strikes, tornadoes form
Wild and torn, thorns of human misery
Destroying all in its path, livestock and all
Houses lost, lives broken by natures force
another surge, The true cost known by all,
M0other earth stands in its wake, god help us
When will this weather cease, paused in deep shock
My heart and world shook, lives broken and lost
Houses burnt to dust, winds left no stone unturned
Is this god work, design of floods and poverty
Bright lights in the sky, exodus ahs come to us
Plagues of hallowed saints, mercies so far behind
Humanity lost, nature won yet again
A contest entry
- ...calamity of the sky by JinSays.
1756 points, ended October 10, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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god help us, I like that line.
houses being burnt to dust, yes. we have gotten some of that here with the wildfires.
I think we take calm weather as a sign of nature's weakness, when in fact the weather can wipe us away at any given second. Witness the earthquakes and resulting tidal waves that have happened in the Pacific.
Anyway, thank you for taking the time to enter this contest, and I wish you all the best.
love,
jin -
Your title...
says it all. Man is crazy to think he can control nature in any way. Tornadoes and hurricanes, tsunamis and floods....no....we'll never control that. Good write.
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I love the title and the vivid imagery particularly in the next to last line.......plagues of hallowed saints. A great poem for the prompt. Well written. It leaves an impression.
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