She stood atop the hill,
gazing down on the ruinous town.
The water was dank and still,
the roofs of the houses seemed to drown.
It seemed to her that acts of nature,
both great and small,
were the most destructive forces of all.
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Odd Things I Come Up With
RandomRandom things I write throughout the day. Might be poems, might be stories, might be single sentences. Enjoy?
Poem 1-Flood
She stood atop the hill,
gazing down on the ruinous town.
The water was dank and still,
the roofs of the houses seemed to drown.
It seemed to her that acts of nature,
both great and small,
were the most destructive forces of all.