" Storm Waters".

[Bernard de Silva]

" Storm Waters".



Long dried grains erode,

stain darkly, a tepid flow.

Staccato bursts arrayed,

as a windy gunner fires.



Thundering the volley,

lightning, spews flame.

Harken, a torrent calls,

muddy depths outflank.



The Monsoon Gods smite,

relentless ranks attack.

Mother Earth recoils…

torn asunder, dissolves.



Macabre kaleidoscopes,

stark fragmented images.

Garish reflected waters,

to where vanished land?



The phantom barrage,

alters range coordinates.

Then, aerial flares expire,

a dark dankness descends.



Waters, creeping sinister,

midst night's camouflage.

Monsoon's hoards march,

laying wastage, to the earth.



©. Copyright:

Bernard de Silva…

[SergoA]

Hi, Bernard!
Cool description of nature's disaster and well written!
S.

[zondrae]

morning Bernard,

You never fail to amaze me!
You have sparks of genius.
(Wish I could write one like this)
I wonder how competition judges would like it?
Thank you for sharing.

(this is not meant to be a verse. It just some selected, random thoughts)

[The Broomehill-Billy]

Bernie,
My eyes are like dinner plates - 'Holdfast' is still on 'Stand To'.
Can't wait for daylight.