Poet Runaway Sentence

how to explain
devastation
by earth and water
to a child
who loves the earth
and the ocean?

as snow melts
and rains come down
water pools on streets
and seeps
in new england basements
during mud season?

slow water rising
not the same
as tidal waves crashing
no worries, little one
no earthquakes here
no walls of water here

find a way to teach
no worries
but to worry
no nightmares but care
words to action
truth to power

in facing the torrent
not to turn away.

marian of runaway sentence is an opinionated mom living in western Massachusetts who stresses the importance of using your words.

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Poet Evelyn Adams

Somber Splash

On a new toy
Run film
Tsunami old news
We’ve seen it all

Water to the wheels
Water to the doors
Water to the second floors

Shock of water
Is
Cars rushing
Warehouse next, floating

Shrink of water
Is
We are small
And
The earth can get rid of us
Whenever it wants to…

Evelyn Adams is a poet living in Boston, USA. Read more of her poetry and prose at  her blog www.fillingahole.wordpress.com

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Poet Mike Cowan

black muddy waters

black muddy waters
came rolling by
they’ve swept my love
in their raging tides

Earth, to my wife
had sworn to be,
a home of peace
to her and me

but waters rose
from angry seas
and covered Earth
and lands and we

and in the swift
blink of an eye,
my love was sailed
to the Other Side.


Mike Cowan is a Southern poet living in rural Jackson County, Georgia.
On writing this poem, Mike commented on his own blog, Southern Musings, http://southernmusings.wordpress.com “I actually saw a picture of this man walking on top of literally a field of twisted metal and cars and debris. The caption read that he was looking for his wife.”

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Poet Rachel Bentham

Quaking. (New Zealand.)

The glasses clinked on their shelves,
a sign we recognised. Unperturbed,
I moved to the kitchen doorway –
doorways were supposed safer,
the frying pan still in my hand.

The floor shook as scales shake
when you weigh yourself, an
insecurity underfoot. But it didn’t
stop. The shake became a roll,
a house beginning to canter.

My father at the head of the
dining table, rose slowly to
his feet. I saw his hands grip
the table edge. ‘In a minute
I’m going to be frightened.’

And I knew he already was,
from the colour of his knuckles.


Rachel Bentham is an award-winning internationally published poet and novelist from Bristol, England. She lives there with her four children, and is “rarely bored.”

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UK Poet Dave Whippman

Tanka

Buildings fall, streets flood:
An aerial view of distress.
Most suffering, though, has no image.
It takes its victims unseen;
Does not recede like water.

Dave Whippman is a UK poet and prose writer. He lives in the north of England.
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