Treasure Island

Colin Ian Jeffery

(20th May 1942 / Caterham)

SAVAGE SKIES


Furies unrelenting the storm breaks asunder
With cascading rain and battering winds
Hurricane force sweeping all before it
Giant trees bent and snapped, uprooted
Rivers swelling overflowing banks
Houses flooded, sewers bursting
Drains too full to function.
Seas churning waves high as houses
Whipped by winds battering the coastline
Smashing down walls and defences
Railway lines under water, no trains running
Hundreds of miles of flooded farmland
People in panic and despair
Waters rising with wildlife drowning.

Submitted: Saturday, February 15, 2014
Edited: Thursday, August 28, 2014

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