Linking late to Linda’s “water” prompt at dVerse poetics…
water, water, water, everywhere!
dark clouds broiling across plains’
hard-crusted snowy landscape; soil
soaked by heavy rains, washes into
half-frozen rivers, ice breaks loose
floating icebergs grind along banks
dragging down bridges, trees, poles;
pressured dam gives way into torrent
that floods downstream in spreading
wave that engulfs barns, farmhouses’
families escape on muddy roads while
cattle are trapped on shrinking islands
hay bales swept away, fields ruined and
Nebraska is once again a broad ocean…
a poem in my pocket 
Apr 11, 2019 @ 14:19:48
Ominous, but well described. Best wishes to those in Nebraska. I sympathized for those abandoned cows. And the farmers.
Apr 11, 2019 @ 21:01:09
Yes, it’s going to affect these farmers for a long time…
Apr 11, 2019 @ 12:57:35
Water gives and water can take away – it is a matter of balance… yin and yang.
Apr 11, 2019 @ 14:10:26
It can be a life-sustaining gift or a deadly destructive force!
Apr 11, 2019 @ 08:30:21
You create a sense of rushing water with your words Lynn- well done!
Apr 11, 2019 @ 11:31:00
Thanks, Linda!
Apr 11, 2019 @ 06:53:32
Several Iranian provinces are also under flood now
Apr 11, 2019 @ 06:55:50
Sorry to hear it…a real mess for farmers!