TSUNAMIS
Woken by the stillness,Of an autumn night.
There's something in the air,
That doesn't feel to right.
Then suddenly the wind starts up,
There's an aspirations of,
Many things to come,
At this time of year.
The rain starts pounding down,
Crashing on the grass around.
On this sleeping hamlet town,
As it's never done before.
Tiny rivers starts to swell,
As never seen before producing.
Here on earth a living hell,
With rising tides the bridges fell.
Covering all the Surrounding lands,
Had earth become a waterworld;
Only time would tell.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2024-10-20 at 12:09
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