Funnel Cloud Poem by Mimie Durand

Funnel Cloud



Appearing without notice
You stalk us and then
You level our house
And hit us again.

You frighten our loved ones
Houses are leveled
Chaos you’ve spun
Items disheveled.

Hated by all
Loved by none
With technologies genius
Someday you'll succumb.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success