Tsunami: Shapes in the Sky



The surging water threw strange shapes-
Ravernous crows with stabbing beaks-
In the sky, over and within the drowned souls, oros.store
Emerging in huge irrepressible waves,
The tsunami spread its wings,
Flattening homes with a single downward swipe.
It was a sudden disbelieving death,
Watched by millions nestling before TV sets
Unmoved if sympathetic. They had watched enough CGI
Not to be bothered by such drama.


The girl quietly combed her hair, skywings
Bitter black in the lamplight,
Watching the snarling fox shoot from its lair
Slathering with fright.
As she lifted her arm again,
The tsunami revealed itself,
The salt spray struck, eliminating her face
The wave caressed where her smile had been
Her limbs acquiring a greater grace.
It sucked in cities, gulping down
The unresisting landscape with unforgiving speed,
Changing living green into congealed brown
Digesting with orgiastic greed
It drew her little body back into the equalising sea
Just another bit of debris. affluentwords


Stepping into the car, he slammed the passenger door shut. He was pleased to be going home. He was tired of dealing with numbers all day and of demanding, petulant clients who never really paid him enough for all his hard work. He drove out into the main street, turned at the roundabout and began driving towards his home in the suburbs. He noticed suddenly how quiet it all was. He saw a man and woman running by, shouting or screaming. He wasn’t sure. Cars rushed by him, driven by frantic men gesticulating wildly. He continued on his way unaffected.

The water entered the street to his left. He observed it curiously. He then noted water coming from his right. It came rapidly, increasing speed. He turned, looking out of his rear window. A wall of dirty green and brown water came towards him. In its changing, moving grasp were cars, bodies, windows, roofs and trees.It was a tsunami. He put his foot down on the accelerator. Blogline

In the next seconds, he raced his own death. Ploughing up the road towards the mountains, perspiration falling from him like dew. He went faster, faster, and faster.

The wave rolled over him, as it rolled over stones that day. He was not an obstacle. Nothing was an obstacle to the surging water, powered by a billion tonnes of water behind it hundreds of miles out to sea. It engulfed him like an amoeba engulfs a speck of dust.

The tsunami rose, tumbled, and settled down. It was depleted. All its energy was gone. The sea pulled back its escaping form, and reassembled it into its slow massive body.


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