Devils Of Death

This is an etheric-alliteration describing my grief due to the sudden death of my mother

Cotton
Clouds concoct
Sailing, serene shapes,
Merrily, muddling, mingling.
But, beautiful becomes belligerent
Soon, sensing surreal satans summing.
Torturous, turbulent, turmoil is turning towards
Mansions made by magical, majestic Mother of Merry.
Destroyed, destructed, devastated by deadly Devils of Death
Crying and cursing clouds chase carnival of cruel, caustic catastrophe.