A Plague Upon This Howling Poem by John Scully

A Plague Upon This Howling

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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.

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Neela Nath Das 14 July 2012

A soothing write! Loved it.

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