Yasi’s Tears
The air is hot and heavy
An ominous stillness settles
Great dollar drops
Begin to fall
Hard
Sharp
They are
Yasi’s tears
Thunder
Mumbles distant
TC Yasi’s Tail
Comes to us now
Far Reaching
2, 3, 4000 kilometres
From FNQ
To Victoria
Hot tropical air
Laden with
Condensed South Pacific
White caps
Meeting
Cool Antarctic summer breezes
They clash
And
Yasi weeps
Storm breaks
Cracks
Rolls
Reports
Tropical Cyclone Yasi
Took its time
Stalking
Far North Queensland
Pouncing in the dark
Rattling
Shaking
Ripping
Tearing
Hot green tropics
Cyclonic winds
Tossing boats,
Splitting houses
Breaking hearts and homes
Snapping ancient trees
Peeling green
Leaving there
Empty sticks
Devastation
But here
For us
No thrashing tail
No tantrums
No wind
No ripping or tearing
But
In thundery clash
Heavy with regret
Fall
Yasi’s Tears
Words and Pictures © Denise Stanford 2011
Within the Vine 