#Poetry #Poem SUPER TYPHOON by Bill Kochman 04-18-2026 From the south that monster arose, It's typhoon season everyone knows, Better prepare to ride out the storm, Quick gather supplies, it's our norm. Hunker down, that monster arrives, For it is the wise one who survives. Hark! She blows! Oh mighty beast, Danger coming from our southeast. Just like demons the winds do howl, So gripped by her eye we are now. For hours her fierce wrath we felt, Some people prayed, on knees knelt. She pounded us hard from the back, Oh it was such a great sneak attack. Winds rose to 180, and gusts to 220, No doubt damage will be very plenty. Hours passed yet she wouldn't let go, Mockingly she advanced ever so slow. Ominous dark clouds reign overhead, The power is out, everything's dead. Doors are shaking and windows bend, Oh dear Lord above, is this my end? So many of these storms come and go, It's nature's wrath blow after blow. Even though strong winds are blowing, Some crazy roo...