Silk Scarf In The Wind

A tornado struck through the region

It swiped away

Everything.

The winds of it did

Rip and tore

Apart the whole city.

It's cycloning winds hurled

Sucking and shooting things into the air

And I was almost taken with it.

I ran and ran and ran

But the winds

Were faster than I.

I noticed

I wasn't slow

Just my silk scarf was holding me back.

So

I tied it to that pole

Standing left right besides me.

And I fled with everyone else

Running, running

Can't turn back.

But I did as it became silent

Tornado faded

Home dstroyed.

Standing alone,

I saw my silk scarf in the winds

Something so weak, yet so sturdy...

                                  beefjerky

Author's Note

a bad storm struck*wink*...

Reviews

[Andrew Wang]

The way you told this poem was good! I like the title and the finishing line. You had a lot of good word choice! I liked it!

[Austin Smith]

The way you told this poem makes it sound very awkward to me.