Tornado Spirals
Churning ominous dust, an angry sky pounded it's fists that ferocious afternoon.
Draping a charcoal blanket, brooding air suddenly darkened all brightness.
Threatening winds whipped thrashes on boulders and branches,
Spinning madly around, dizzy in it's vortex,
a tornado descended from funnel clouds.
Destruction everywhere, in vengeful rage
trembling trees uprooted, blown far away.
Rainsoaked birds fluttered, hurled at an insane trail
in malefic power and speed, Earth was decimated.
A wild pirouette storm, dancing and swirling
in turbulence of downpour, at last is calmed.
A carnage of broken pieces
in shattered shards of shrapnel...
But after a haze of hangover,
spreads again a bijoux night of fairy tales,
hiding behind those stars we count.
A new day again drips from the sun.
In a soft rustle of morning breeze
leaves again dance in little spirals.
13th June 2020
Sponsor Kai Michael Neumann
Contest Name Spiral
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