Hurricanes from Above and Below

You wouldn't know it by the satellite
photography-- on Aquavelvet blue
a seeming-harmless swirl of puffy white
that wanders the Caribbean, drifting through
exotic islands, archipelagos
we know by name alone. But watch its path
aimed arrow-straight across the sea. God knows,
it's different when you're there to feel its wrath.

A wall of water rising from the sun-
warmed ocean. Hammer-blows of wind. No house
can stand; they tear like soaking paper sheets,
collapse unroofed, while frightened people run
to seek whatever shelter storm allows.
The bodies of the dead will fill the streets.

Collection available! Knocking from Inside