Today’s entry inadvertently combines prompts from PoeWar:

Write a poem about a natural event.

Writer’s Digest:

[W]rite a water poem.

and NaPoWriMo.net:

…give the curtal sonnet a whirl.

Earlier, the prompt explains:

…the curtal sonnet is shorter than the normal, fourteen-line sonnet. Instead, it has a first stanza of six lines, followed by a second stanza of four, and then closes with a half-line.

The seas grew increasingly choppy
the water churned furiously
as the skies grew dark
I felt trapped in the vortex
flat on my back on a listing vessel
then everything went dark

When I finally came to
the ship was on the rocks
but the storm had gone
and sea and sky were calm

Chaos is dead

(26 April 2014)