The floods came
unexpected, unannounced.
chasing the living
into death, into nothingness.
The sea, so beautiful and kind,
turned angry, turned malicious.
Water once dipped in cerulean blue,
covers the earth in blankets of red.
Vehicles of man tied to tar ribbons,
bob without direction,
without combustion,
atop debris laden rivers of waste.
Livestock no longer living,
rush past on fields of favored fodder,
an uneaten cache of bloated
sweet grass and hay.
Mother Earth in her glorious wonder,
provided well and took away.
Unable to sustain that which was given,
she will try again, but not on this day.
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 
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