Flood Poem by Kurt Beard

The earth could not hold the water
Its silent river overtook the banks
It grew into a mighty river
Churning itself into a mammoth river
The rush of the water controlled the land
It ate the fields and swallowed the rocks
It stalked the houses
When the moment was right it pounced
It lept upon the home
Seizing the wild array of toys and furniture
The attack left behind devastation
An empty carcass of things
Eaten in an instant by the predator
The river had its fill then ran and hid
The bodies of my possessions left to rot
Destroyed by a now silent stream.