A furyed lake of rain recedes,
surrendering domestic secrets and children’s treats
smashed and sullied by nature’s ruination.
The silvery stars,
too far away to see the devastation,
are innocent of blame
for their untimely celebration.
Fair-weather trees in mock jubilation
display a tactless splash of freeze-framed fireworks
proclaiming sham victory
as if sarcastic imagery is a witty way
to cover up the tragedy.
Shattered lives are revealed by eyes
as friends and strangers nobly rise
to aid the restoration.
Michelle’s Photo-Fiction 103 – with a bit of poetic licence; the above image doesn’t display a hurricane’s devastation, but I feel it’s appropriate,
and The Daily Post’s Word Prompt: Witty
©Jane Paterson Basil