Lights, Camera, FloodingA Poem by therisaA memorable July 8, 2013, for parts of Toronto and its western suburbs.Hard to believe A week has passed Since that monstrous storm. As parts of Toronto And its western suburbs Looked like a movie set For a made for cable Disaster of the week film. As 126 mm of rain Fell in eight hours Killing none. As creeks became Boiling streams While placid streams Became raging rivers And the rivers Davey Jones' Locker. Fresh water variety Of course. Just surpassing Hurricane Hazel's gift Of 123 mm of rain In 22 hours Leaving 84 people dead In the fall of '54. Witnesses reported Seeing rats fleeing Both the two And four legged variety For higher ground. Water spouts Peppered the streets Of downtown Toronto As water pipes released The built-up pressure From the torrential downpour. One expert guess Over a million liters Of sewage escaped During the flood. Coating the land And Lake Ontario With its toxic sludge. Forcing the closure Of Toronto's western beaches For the foreseeable future Until E. Coli drops Back to safe levels. Never mind For three days The transit system became A living nightmare For all. As the subways tunnels Became canals Of brackish waters In low lying areas. While The police's marine unit Rescued stranded commuters On a regional transit train After the train stalled In the floodwater. Or the thousands Of people left In the dark As the hydro failed. Some Left to struggle For 3 three days Before it's restoration Without the ability To refrigerate Or cook food. Pity The poor people Who live in An apartment Or condo building. Needing an elevator To reach Their 22th floor unit. As these memories Become part of local lore Told by people Who were never endangered By the storm of 2013. While The cities and landlords Begin the long and expensive Process of rebuilding And repairing the damage. © 2013 therisaAuthor's Note
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Added on July 15, 2013 Last Updated on July 18, 2013 AuthortherisaOntario, CanadaAboutA pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse. If you want to friend me, please review.. more..Writing
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