Maelstrom
/Digging out from Hurricane Sally - and COVID, and raging wildfires, and all 2020 is giving us...
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Come the winds at a howl
Sweeping aside age-old trees
And new-found lives
Snapped as matchsticks
Broken yet unlit
Not cleansing the world
Rather leaving her bruised, battered
Detritus on the streets
Boats flung high above the tide line
So that we left standing on a shore
Shell-shocked from the destruction
Vision unfocused on far horizon
Wondering what next maelstrom
Will consume us
By Mike Turner
From: United States
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