Canal water rushes across a terrain,
burrows through towns.
This hurricane hurries colliding clouds.
Something unseen howls.
Each life lost, be it palm tree or human,
has been hounded by a hullaballoo of wind
or a commotion of waves
or a building gone lunatic,
its planks, its lose material
tossed, skied in a hurly-burly.
Dumbfounded animals huddle
in a hell of waiting
for the booms to cease,
for far-away normalcy to find its way
back to the utopia that was.
Electric poles are shocked.
Rumbles rumble below earth crust,
under the density of what has crashed,
beneath the weight of the tragic.
Lashes of rain whip from the sky,
a sky that hovers, invisible,
and has become one gargantuan cloud,
a bruised sky that is far, far from celestial.
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Austin Alexis is the author of Privacy Issues (Broadside Lotus Press) and two chapbooks from Poets Wear Prada Press. His work has appeared in Rattle, Lips, Dash, Poets 4 Paris (Local Gems Press) and elsewhere.
burrows through towns.
This hurricane hurries colliding clouds.
Something unseen howls.
Each life lost, be it palm tree or human,
has been hounded by a hullaballoo of wind
or a commotion of waves
or a building gone lunatic,
its planks, its lose material
tossed, skied in a hurly-burly.
Dumbfounded animals huddle
in a hell of waiting
for the booms to cease,
for far-away normalcy to find its way
back to the utopia that was.
Electric poles are shocked.
Rumbles rumble below earth crust,
under the density of what has crashed,
beneath the weight of the tragic.
Lashes of rain whip from the sky,
a sky that hovers, invisible,
and has become one gargantuan cloud,
a bruised sky that is far, far from celestial.
________________________________________________________________
Austin Alexis is the author of Privacy Issues (Broadside Lotus Press) and two chapbooks from Poets Wear Prada Press. His work has appeared in Rattle, Lips, Dash, Poets 4 Paris (Local Gems Press) and elsewhere.
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