For the third day, rain
drummed against roof tops
where families clung in hope,
and desperation
as new rivers rose
to snake their way
along urban roads, and in front doors
of the dispossessed
while the tom tom message of the deluge
implored all to flee
to higher ground.
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Wednesday, January 12, 2011
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A beautiful capture of the stressful drama unfolding in Queensland right now!
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