Nature's Force

My friend of mine was caught in a tsunami and this is the poem I wrote about it.

Pressure deep inside

the earth erupts.

The incoming tide

is a tsunami

high and wide.

Carnage maker.

Corrupter of life.

Indiscriminate taker.

Shaker of faith.

Earthquake.

 

Out at sea.

Gathering power.

Showering debris

onto shore.

After the surge of water,

as high as a giantess,

a flotilla of boats

perch in trees,

nesting like birds

with broken wings.

They overlook

the bloated

and broken

bodies of the drowned.

The crushed matchstick houses

are like the discarded toys

of an angry and reckless child.

 

All my friend remembers

was the chilling sound

of the water

rushing in

over his head,

beyond his control.

He thought he took his last breath

when he let go

and breathed in a lungful

of water and not air.

 

Somehow he survived.

 

But the nightmares remain

of the holiday

where so much was lost,

including innocence.

But he knows now

how precious

life is.

To be

a father soon

is a wondrous

miracle

that might

never have been.

The baby will be blessed

by a brave father

who has seen the other side

of life

and survived.

They will take everything in their stride,

and thrive.

 

 

Reviews

[maria ( rose)]

OMG ! A tsunami. A wondrous miracle indeed. To have your friend survive that he is blessed .How precious life is. This poem that you put together surly is a perfect reminder not to take life so diligently.
maria rose.♥thanks for the wonderful share and glad your friend is ok and to see his son blessed with a brave father.

[Emerald]

Thanks, Maria. I'm glad you liked the poem.