Water surging into the house
our safe place
we never had doubts
it was a nightmare
we watched before our eyes
disbelief as the water did rise
into every crevice it did go
leaving devastation with ever flow
our eyes couldn't believe
we knew we couldn't leave
water gushing through the walls
it reminded me of Niagara Falls
The hurricane came and left its mark
but enlightment came after the dark
A negative impact by the hurriane, but even then, a light at the end of the tunnel. I liked it very much Aqua. Good description
Thank you White Tiger. It was only a touch of the description. Sometimes when things like this happens, it opens your eyes to truth.
It must have been very frightening to be in the middle of it!
Even 6 years later, I still have flashbacks! But it made me stronger and get a tattoo! lol
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
(CONT.) 2 – Niagra is like; each involves a mighty flow of something! But the river and falls [in both the U.S. and Canada] is spelled Niagara. Ever been there? I have. Ok, did you learn to not live next to the ocean? ? ? ! ! Bri (:
I am not upset with Bri's comment! It's just Bri and I know that is who he is. I am glad that he takes the time and gives me good suggestions to improve the reading of my poems. His input is correct. Thank you Bri!
My own private editor! You're the best thank you! Your suggestions are well-received and I know you mean them lovingly.
My goodness! ! ! I need to go back to school.... I stand corrected or maybe I am sitting corrected...either way...i shall correct...thank you! ! ...somehow you chosen to read the poems with errors or do they all have errors? ...hmmm I shall check it out....yes my eyes are failing me lately......