Tornado
Twirling, swirling, whirling
up Up into the sky,
natures vacuum cleaner
sucking all to fly…
whilst eccentric, zany chasers
shoot to stun the world,
others hide petrified
from natures’ fury hurled.
Powerfully rotating and
strengthening her suction,
destroying all that’s in her path
leaving mass destruction.
Copyright © Paris-Maree Boreham | Year Posted 2023
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