Fire Tempest Poem by Buxton Shippy

Fire Tempest



The city is swallowed up
In a echoing wail
Amidst a fire tempest rage.
All the saints are praying
For a listening ear
But trapped in a hapless state
Only a remnant spared.

Thursday, August 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: fire
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Buxton Shippy

Buxton Shippy

Montego Bay, Jamaica
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