In hilly city of jabalpur
In summer of ninety seven
A calm morning unfurling
Night stepped away enveloping darkness
the air quiet ,welcoming dawn with silence
Birds waiting to make its clarion tweets
Calamity came flying and quickly harnessed
What early morning risers witnessed
Cannot be believed by eyes
It was a Tandav at hand
the homes got wild and danced
They stood on shaky ground
The land it started to moan and groan
Thirty kilometres below and more
A part dislocated its form
Tossing the universe back and forth
With all its strength , with all its might
It shook , shivered ,howled and fell quiet
For those in homes and still in bed
The jolt big enough to wake them up
The grinding of steel on ceilings heard
A booming creaking sound , passed through ears
all of a sudden there was halt
Diagonal cracks in homes got marked
long cracks on ground formed
Patches of gaping earth
Wide open like a wound
Eight hundred odd villages shaken
8000 weak homes collapsed
But casualties were few
A hundred year old church got struck
Believers felt its time was up
But for kids there was excitement in all
Of a return of the rock and roll
In the form of an after shock
It did no damage when it came
For days children waited for the show
kids had the story to tell this way
it was vacation time one quiet day
we slept outside in gardens below
It was month of May in summer
With days warmer nights cool
out with the moon
Under the sky, we felt safe,we sat
For the sky wouldn’t fall
if at all, we thought
When the earth quivered and shivered and hissed
With a magnitude more than six
It shook us from beds
we ran out of homes
In our night pyjamas “
Scaring us out of wits"
a day when an earthquake struck !
J K Roseline
I have experienced a couple of earthquakes when I lived in California and found them to be a bit disturbing, but I wasn't really frightened. I arrived in California a week after the massive destruction of the 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake in San Francisco. While I was on the phone a 4.0 aftershock occurred and I didn't even feel it, but a little dog in the house went crazy with fear.
Ron
and who is not. A splendid write.
budd