Stormbound
Gaze out to sea upon blown rig and sail
in our fright’s strand on stormwatch to the south,
heed the mighty whirlwind, its scything trail -
Galleon’s Passage to the Serpent’s Mouth.
See the bended trees on coconut row
when lightning fork flashing turns night to day -
let it sunder, let it rage, let it blow
across river and swamp in Cocos Bay.
When away are cattle jittery led
and heron, egret, crane, and frigate bird
take flight for cover when all else have fled
till a cockcrow at early dawn is heard.
When eerie is the billfish feeding ground
and missing are the pelicans stormbound.
Written: July 1996
Trinidad & Tobago.
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