Treasure Island

John Scully

(19th October 1947 / London)

A Plague Upon This Howling


Running North, South, East and West
familiar summer fetes have suffered loss
as foaming, tossing floods
break over man-made and country things.
In thundering chaos
the summer calm betrayed
a tranquility of season
full of weather goblins going wild,
like the great oceans of the sea.

Submitted: Friday, July 13, 2012
Edited: Saturday, July 14, 2012
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