Dawning Creations

An elusive flash of light, gleaming green embers, intruded the quiet Maple Street.
I can’t recall what caused them,
aliens, a meteor?                                                                                                                              The monsters came and went, just as the flashing light.
Invisible and terrific, wreaking havoc from within the town.

It would never be the same.

Maple Street.

I can only remember the rusted sign
and the words painted on it, Maple Street
and that bizarre occurrence, nothing else.

The monsters came and went, just as the flashing light.
Invisible and terrific, wreaking havoc from within the town.
I can’t recollect much else, only the sounds, unrecognizable and the rusted sign reading, Maple Street.