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 ~~
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 ~~
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.
Reblogged this on Steve's Blog.
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. :)