Earl Schumacker Poet Free verse

That's All For Now

Pregnant river banks overflow their Illinois limits
Bulging at the middle to finish in a rush of floods
Sweeping houses and tumbling cars away in minutes
Families inside implode, drown, down to their feet 
Never to be found as they sink beyond sleep
Still the sky openly cries with more rain to come
A baby floats by in a basket made of straw
That’s all

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Alison A Smith August 23, 2026 at 8:05 PM A powerful, unsettling free-verse scene in which the swollen river becomes almost bodily and catastrophic. The escalating images of floodwater, loss, and relentless rain create a grim momentum, made especially haunting by the fragile basket-borne baby and the abrupt, devastating final line. Earl Schumacker September 12, 2026 at 6:18 PM Hi Piscera The Poet, Thank you so much for commenting. True. It is unsettling but I hope you found some merit in my work. Have a wonderful day. Take care. Earl Earl Schumacker August 25, 2026 at 4:38 PM Hi Alison, Thank you so much for your well thoughtout thoughts I appreciate your comments and hope you have a wonderful day. Take care. Earl