Just like bang, the rains erupts
noisy, disruptive, and without warning,
sparing nothing in guttered fronts
to and from the ocean's paths.
A few will awe where ears glow deaf,
for we live from storm to storm, level to the sea
neath skies of bliss and skies gone mourning
Tidewater's revolving stage, bipolar fuse a bit.
Take that, the navy's deepest water and most sheltered base -
the Chesapeake and south of it...the Outer Banks
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