Ernesto

Ernesto, they say, is back in earnest.
Regaining his strength, heading NNW.

Set for a fight; ready for a bout:
Straight for the Cape?  Lookout!

Battering Hatteras, the thin little bloke.
Smoting lonely Ocracoke.

Buffeting Buxton, and raising Sea Level.
Packing a punch fit to Kill Devil.

Imagine the surge, the fury, the dread.
Taking a Whalebone to the old Nag’s Head.

Making great Waves and delivering a Salvo.
Watch out for Ernesto.

Watch that you don’t get caught in his whirl.
To the Avon lady: take cover girl!

To the folks of the North Banks: Duck!
To the rest of you’all: good luck.

Comments

[Ned]

Your poetic re-entry into the blogosphere floods the imagination.

[Remainderman]

Has there yet been a Hurricane Ned?
They've named 'em from A to Zed.