Like A Hurricane Poem by robert dickerson

Like a hurricane
Memory lashes my heart
ravaging coastlands
suddenly veering inland
ushering in floods
silencing its people.

Homes tiddle away
Trees-yanked up like turnips.
Goodly crops flattened.
Cars blown over and over,
fender over bumper.
Damage in the millions.

And the bitterness of regret
bubbles up from the heart's core
filling the fissures,
overspilling the sulci
drowning the yellow corn,
drowning the noble wheat.