September 30, 2014 Fickle Wind Doth Blow (Tanka) 7 Comments Fickle wind doth blow Leaving carnage in its path Twisted metal–wood Like a house of playing cards Left as chaotic rubble ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~ Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestRedditEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related Posted by Dom DiFrancesco in Poetry Tagged: carnage, chaos, destruction, gale, gale force winds, hurricane force winds, microburst, poem, storm, violent storms, violent winds, wind
Sounds like a tornado – they are fickle. How they can destroy an entire neighborhood yet leave one house standing…. Reply
Out here we have these things they call microbursts which many times are as powerful as small isolated hurricanes including the rain and gale-force winds. I assume that is what happened to us, but I don’t know for sure as I was out of town. Reply
Sounds like a tornado – they are fickle. How they can destroy an entire neighborhood yet leave one house standing….
Out here we have these things they call microbursts which many times are as powerful as small isolated hurricanes including the rain and gale-force winds. I assume that is what happened to us, but I don’t know for sure as I was out of town.
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More great poetry, thanks very much for all of your posts
The pleasure is all mine and thank you for the very kind re-blog. 🙂
Great image!
Thank you very much Carol. 🙂