Wobble
A hurricane spins Over sea and land It reaches far with a ghostly hand Wave after wave Disperses sea spray Dampening the air The day turns grey It spins inland Bringing unsettled air Its ghostly hand Strips the trees bare Leaves and debris Darken the sky Blinding the hurricane’s Ghostly eye As it starts… Read More Wobble
Jessica M. Collette 
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