Posted in Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, poetry

Hurricane

FASHION ME YOUR WORDS TO ~ stretch the imagination
Pondering natural disasters today


Hurricane

Mother Moon placed her
howling baby into the calm water
a bath to sooth the child’s tantrum
but baby splashed and kicked in rage
the water rose up, frothy
and toy cities filled with people
were tossed and buffeted about
small cars floated like boats
roads became rivers
until the child wore itself out
fell asleep amid the ruins

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