The Fury Beneath
One shift, one jolt
awakens the deep-blue monster
lying deep within the sea.
Dashing across the vast ocean, preying
on vulnerable victims.
The Tsunami rages on; it stops for no one.
Unsuspecting natives watch as hundreds of years
wash out to sea, never to return.
Thousands lay slain, due to Mother Nature’s wrath.
All started by that one shift, one jolt.
Unleashing the fury beneath.
Thing is, that’s basically prose. It’s not using anything…well…it’s not using any poetic imagery.
Because the French are smelly and dumb.