Natural Disasters
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Water receding
People on the now bare beach
Towards the shore a colossal wave is speeding
Ocean crashing
Humans thrashing
High ground far out of reach
Air is gone,
The darkness reaches in
depperession is like darkness it smothers you
covers you in axiety
strips you our of you skin
makes it feel like a tsunami
and tornadoes inside your brain.
We are destroying the world
But we're still mad.
What are we fighting for ?
I dont know anymore.
Sometimes it's hard to see the truth
We live in lies and wars.
Until I get to see
I am the person I needed when I was younger.
And while I wish I had someone like me to kiss my boo boos
and to tell me it will be okay
and to pick me up as I tumble,
I am happy that I can be that for other peeople.
“Yet if who I am is geography as well as blood, if living where I do matters, then this place too is blood and home* The Anasazi abandoned their homeland about a thousand years agoanother extended drought but this timea painful journey of pottery
im depressed because i have a sad emotions i love my world
yeah i doing everything to make kids happy why does six nine
wanna kill me now im so pernoid now i have depression sixnine
im depressed because i have a sad emotions i love my world
yeah i doing everything to make kids happy why does six nine
wanna kill me now im so pernoid now i have depression sixnine
I got birth in month November,
Month of students are doing paper,
2017 and 19 I became a member,
That is in November.
And then everyone stayed home
everything got closed even mosque or dome
they prayed, and mediated
This occasion finds tears shedding,
But we advise those tears to dry, find celebrating.
What if we take a moment to call on peace?
Elementals of the worldwe all need to survivenot only to withstand their damagebut needing them to sustain our lives.
I come from a land smothered in smoke.
Unable to see me while I choke.
I come from a land of hot sands, animals and man.
People Crying, animals dying and me silent.
You see my country on the news.
I come from a land smothered in smoke.
Unable to see me while I choke.
I come from a land of hot sands, animals and man.
People Crying, animals dying and me silent.
You see my country on the news.
The new year eve is the time for a celebration
This year though there are more reasons to do it
The year that's about to go was no less memorable
The world was forced to wage a battle against a virus
heyyy wassup am in the house and am seeing the mouse up in the house. No time
to. grab all my feeling throw them at the mouse. and am still chilling in the house
Be the reason someonestill believes in the goodnessof people.Be the change you want tosee in other people,because some may havebad days.Some may fall,and make mistakes.
Be the reason someonestill believes in the goodnessof people.Be the change you want tosee in other people,because some may havebad days.Some may fall,and make mistakes.
Year 2020 began just like any other year with January being cooler but spirits still higher
February came and we heard of a thing called Corona that seemed distant and life went as usual
COVID-19 Virus is a truly evil guyIt tries many ways to get your body insideWhether is nature or man made, we should be put these asideOne thing for sure, it has devastated the mankindSo many family members have diedBut it is still not sure how ma
So much words I want to say
Emotions build every day
For true love I did pray
Now I've found it I'm blown away
Battled for you throughout time
Won every fight to make you mine
In the world of you and I
"Pantoum poem"(CORONA)
From where did these pandemic disease came from.
Like a deadly and immortal we have never seen.
Which makes whole world to cry in sum.
The virus need an immediate vaccine.
She is so busy
In checking and testing
Who is she that cause him
to be as a fly at home
Rotating between rooms
Like a humming zombie
His eyes glare apathetic
Screening nothing
And so it came, this wave, a curse, wild storm
And so it came, this wave, a curse, wild storm
Strange stilling howl, alone we froze at home
Strange stilling howl, alone we froze at home
POEM BY: ALICK MUSHEKWA®
2020©
*A JOURNEY THROUGH THE DESERT OF CORONA*
Walking through the sandy roads, the scorching sun of corona taught me a lesson..
I'm taken aback by what am seein'
Extraordinary events happenin' and takin' lives in a swift
Signs and symptoms that depicts what the Bible's prophecy prophesied in a deterioration
Wonders that goes beyond human understandin'
Hey! Be away from me.
Just be one or two metres away from me.
Wear your mask, when you go out
There's no need to go in a crowd.
I've had a vision
Of a world that's not governed
By outlandish political decisions
A world without problems
It's wonders what can be achieved through imagination
Creative the contents we've been shown
I don't know what is distracting me the sun that saying goodbye day by day or the nigth that saying goodnight; nigth by nigth these two marvelous things are not as equal as you
I don't know what is distracting me the sun that saying goodbye day by day or the nigth that saying goodnight; nigth by nigth these two marvelous things are not as equal as you
Black august visitor
The thesaurus friend from the doom.
A friend that visits with a gift of loom.
A friend who silences the world with mystery.
A friend who forsake the coexisting peace of a man.
Beholding this enigmatic situation,
Where Corona is striking trepidation,
And earth is forlorn and sky is colorless.
Where my heart is in detention,
And mind is teemed with obscuration.
As we cheered to the new year,
That was supposed to be the start of gear,
But Alas! we were embraced by an unwelcoming fear,
Fear of mingling, for not to shed tears,
One to another it began to spread,
so much about it is being said,
we did not prepare,
because when it first came around noboy seemed to care,
schools, churches, and workplaces are being closed down,
One to another it began to spread,
so much about is being said,
we did not prepare,
because when it first came around noboy seemed to care,
schools, churches, and workplaces are being closed down,
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Tomorrow she stank.
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Every step, Every breath, They chase you, Sudden death
Is this it? We wonder, We cant know, We hide
The glass-like void of silence fills our veins
As we listen to the cries of our brains
i feel at home
when the wind hugs me gently
and the sea kisses my toes
i feel at home
when the trees serenade me
and the grass whipsers sweet nothings
i feel at home
when the sky flows endlessly
I sit and look out upon grief
and sadness for a loss to this world.
I feel the pain of a distraught spouse
and am confused by how life and death can exist together.
Power.
the estimated, imaginery will of a being
something that determines what can survive,
while also being as simple as something that can turn on an electronic thing.
Openly seen in everything
Life is hard and filled with fright
For my little crate and me
We are all alone tonight
Filled with sad uncertainty
But don't worry, little crate
Together we'll endure our fate.
Life is hard and filled with fright
For my little crate and me
We are all alone tonight
Filled with sad uncertainty
But don't worry, little crate
Together we'll endure our fate.
Happiness in sacrifice,
Not there in selfishness -
War welcomes malice,
Always there monstrousness.
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A single person
With one goal
A shining purpose
Intertwined with her soul
To help others
Is what she desires
She wants to change the world
Put out the fires
Jagged rocks collide as our home warms,
Air gets colder in the winter, air gets hotter in the summer,
Inconsistency in rain causes unnecessary loss of life,
Destruction amass towards this beautiful green place,
My sandwich,
My sweet, sweet bread,
Container for my love,
Bringer of beauty,
Salvation of the hungry,
Angel to the eyes of mortals,
He follows the winds on waters and waves,
Oft dragging fishers to their murky graves.
He’s an old, frog-faced man with green and black scales,
In orde to survive we must be able to breathe. Global warming has become a strong current issue that needs to be faced head on. Without clean air how would we breathe?
allow that to sink in !
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Cynical
Insensible
Intangible
World
The worlds a myth
No ones ever lived in it
You've ever hear anyone say
I love to live
And mean it?
The worlds a lie
Cynical
Insensible
Intangible
World
The worlds a myth
No ones ever lived in it
You've ever hear anyone say
I love to live
And mean it?
The worlds a lie
Fraternal of eagle of blue.
Matching eye for an eye, quest
Blood brotherhood of the roof
Garden. Feathering, and wing
You can see the pain in my eyes as
I Struggle ____
But with the lord catching me before I stumble ____
How can I lose when I choose to
Remain HUMBLE!!!!!
LOWELL C.I.
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Water’s rushing in
It has consumed all
All that I had
All that I remembered
All that I had known
It is gone
It consumed all
It isn’t safe anymore
To walk where I belong
San Juan, Ponce, Caguas
My island, my home
4,600+ swept under a political rug
Our so called president
Complained about the cost
While souls where being lost
Now the blame is being tossed
You don’t grow up overnight.
You’re always growing, you just don’t see it until you’re weighed.
I didn’t know how tall I was until the 7.0 struck in the morning light
A storm of water and wind, smelled from miles away
A day before the worse of times, when people began to find their way
A district minutes away from home, from the home of the hurricane,
Irma was her name,
She was only a depression at first.
Then she grew in size like no other storm before her,
Everyone felt like they were in for the worst.
She was supposed to hit my hometown straight on,
Irma was her name,
She was only a depression at first.
Then she grew in size like no other storm before her,
Everyone felt like they were in for the worst.
She was supposed to hit my hometown straight on,
I always thought I was a good swimmer.
Freestyle, backstroke, breaststroke, and Butterfly.
I knew them all.
At least I thought I did.
I have been missing all the freedom life has bestowed upon me.
I was free to laugh and free to cry.
I was free to express my wants and needs & better yet why?
Why I miss it oh boy you don't have a clue.
Animals
Animals are Amazing
They bring the good to our world
We have many things in common
We are not different
In California, the purest of the states.
I once lived in a city that thought of having tornadoes.
Pictures cast in the cafateria wall, pictures of tornadoes.
Within first glance, that fear haunts me.
After a disaster occurs,
there’s two directions you can go;
stay and face the monster under your bed,
the monster whose existence your mom lied about to ease your what ifs,
It's rumbling below
One blastoff from volcano
Hot things, land, above
So hot to cook a chicken
Or burn everything in path
THE WORLD IS GOING TO END WHEN EVERYBODY BELIEVES THERE IS NO END
THE TRUTH IS BLUE TO THE FACT THE LORD IS COMING HOME
Consistentcy of my heart beat, fastens without knowledge
Often triggers my blood flow through life
Blood flow, is like no other, in the present, life
Oh the wonders of the world, It is filled with a lot of life, It has the glory of the heavens, It is made by the splendour of God, But then not all can see it, Even though we live in it, We can't understand the beauty of the clouds, We do not se
Pulp thick.
Grainy tongue
Yack
Tons of lids
Miel ears
Can you feel it
Thrum & bone
Garbage & ash
Coated me
Scruff & crust
Thorns pierce muscle
happiness, so blissfull so sweet
but in a moment I'm gone
broken and beat
less beautiful and strong
Suddenly, I was awakened.
The fear of the unknown engulfed me.
It hit me.
The flood was here.
The water at the door step stared me in the face;
Urging me to breakdown and let the fear flood in.
Why does the moon absent? She must be tired of faces She decided to be absent To get what she is worth To know how she evaluates As she tired of looking down She tired of seeing the earth She tired of looking to the face Who hate himself and his
In my slumber I can fly
For I escape the torn asunder of my life
I fly into your arms
Away from danger, away from harm
As I fly through clouds rolling in, a burst of orange dances upon even heavens
Panic! Chaos! Fear!
The end is too near.
My life has just begun,
To no longer feel the sun,
Upon my face.
a southern wind blows across the sky
clouds once a frightening white submerged into a powerful black
the sky roars / the wind howls
i feel it in my bones
a strength from within / older than history
This i do not have
Happiness i cant find
Will I ever become happy
I think i am blind
Theres no such thing
To me it doesnt exist in the world
Is anyone really happy
gee ive got some emails today its all in the sky where nobody can see so
why you look up and I look down why you face up and I face down...
so who matters! up and down the sky! we dont care
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Ive cryed so many times the pain of loosing u. It took me so long to find my way and all this clutter. I know i cant sleep if i do ur memories follow me in my dreams.
A kid wakes up.
He sees the sky out of the glass pane window.
He starts to shiver because of the morning cold.
Once the young child stands up,
He started to feel confused.
But then he soon realized
Who knew the waves could be so cruel?
I want to understand
Why are the rocks forced to become
layers of fragile sand?
They crash, they charge, the World was Ours,
Water scatters like it fears
The moon fused in harmony only once every four years.
Every other day it would appear to be doing so in dead set,
but they knew better, behind perfection were only tears.
It's amazing how beautiful the deadliest things in this world are.
The waves of the oceans. The way they surround you and crash down on you when you wipe out.
Dear Mother Nature,
Why do you punish the innocent
And make the wind, the fire, the water and mud your instrument?
What makes these storms so strong?
to my friend,
I hope, oh how I desperately
long for this letter to
find you well, and prosperous and
healthy and all those things the world holds dear,
because I love you,
my friend.
Nostalgic seems to be a scent lacing the air.
If only whilst being engulfed,
nay ensnared fathoms below the initially perceived windows analytically.
Just before sleep takes us with celerity, for in absence line 5.
We all have that someone that we want here
The deepest of sorrows from their absence each year
Memories don't seem to help enough
When you miss their smile and miss their touch
River, flowingSoftly it drifts.Hands grazing surfaceBreaking the pattern, rhythm, and beat as it shifts.Do you feel the weight of its life?Between your toes?
Dear Princess,
My how you have transformed from a caterpillar into a gorgeous pink butterfly,
free and soring all your precious wings. I know that things were extremely tough growing up,
I forever hold a piece of memory
A single film that brings me back
I said to the sun
Show me your light
It hurts to show the inside of my darkness
I said to the ocean
Let me see your true tidal colors
Dear Water, I never thought I’d fear you.
Water, why were you rising so fast?
Water, you surrounded me and everyone I love.
Water, you took away so many lives.
Hear Me Earth
Your actions have
Consequences
Hear Me Earth
Appendages ripping at one
Another
I met you on the first day of school
So when I saw you I said yeah you were cool
Couple weeks later I started liking you
I was scared but nervous but I continued to like you
i
I don't feel like I have a Harvey story.
I live in a city that was partially underwater for a week
And while it was still pouring rain on Monday,
I was already back at work because I wasn't rained in.
The wind whips my hair around my neck –
A gentle noose, taunting my mortality,
My frail life-force, facing off against real power.
I march along the pavement, determined not to be
The next fatality.
The fire started out big
The girl sat next it watching the stars
Fire and her would dance through out the night
Listen to white noise and stare at the stars
Let's sexualize the our natural functions. Let's hate on the happy. Let's cover our lungs in tar and eat up our brain cells. Let's laugh at the hurt and encourage their destruction.
The confined girl finally liberating through the fields
her bright smile shining in the distant, the words her mouth shields
her soul was chipping away as she lost herself in the panorama
The sky is falling
Storming and squalling
The wind is whipping
And clouds are tripping
The trees are tumbling
Cars are bumbling
The power is stunning
The voracious water ever waiting
Sweeps my friend away as my eyes close
Always my eyes are drifting farther
I dream of my friend
My friend forged red in courage
When the sky start falling should I run
Should I run to a tree or
Should I just be me.
Should I scream for the Lord.
Or scream for my GOD.
I have to make up my mind
Let me tell you about the popular game.
We have all been entered into a game, called society.
Rain unleased above
Destructive force of nature
Winds that gust with rage
Grandpa cries alone
Water creeps beneath the door
Memories washed away
Trees snap, glass shatters
Baby Bird
sitting on the bench in the shade.
Your little eyes still not awake
a tear races down my face
It shouldnt have ended this way.
But what did they know, a dogs instict will tell all.
I hate you
With everything cell of blood draining from my heart
I hate you like the last breath of air wasted in my lungs
I hate you because you never listen, but ignore
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Think about this,
How many times do you noticed the disasters that affect our world?
Do you even care?
Put this on your mind. We are all here together, we all breath the same air.
We are the land of the suffering and home of the weak.
We corrupt the lives of millions just to gain some mula.
We preach unifaction yet contradict the actual treaty.
The night is clearas the day draws near.Lost and alone on this unsettled ship.Up in the sky I see a lonely star;oh how it seems to guide me afar.I gaze to the star one of millions;
Every couple of years,
A new disaster strikes
A new area hit hard
New families left without homes
More deaths
More injuries
This time its a flood,
A hurricane,
A tornado,
It was hot around then stared drizzling,
pupil hoped for more rain.
It rained and rained without stopping,
pupil now wanted the rain halt.
The rain got confused and waited,
God created nature for living things,
man destroyed nature for his own things.
God gave him warning,
but the man kept burning.
Will man tries to save nature?
God alone keep thinking further.
A leaf hung in tree all alone,
as it was left forlorn.
The trees seemed were bald,
searched for nature as if gold.
The land seemed were barren,
people moved to rabbit warren.
We doubt,we doubt if we'll make it
We've tried,tried all the merits
We've lifted all the heavy weights
We climbed,climbed all the heights
Our spirit is dead,dead to fight
Another hope from herbal doctor
Oh my nature! you live no where,
trust me there is none for you to care.
You raised yourself as a disaster,
waiting for a chance to grow faster.
Let the world change their mindset,
It was that cold small chunk of the sidewalk
What stood the same despair as we follow Tom.
And yet, the smoke will cover our senses with panic,
Summer slips by,
But not those mistakes.
Fall befalls,
Up, Up are the stakes.
Winter's nighttime tarries,
Implored to find haste.
For she invokes the thought,
"Egad! Wherefore thou waste!"
Wind,
Fast and strong.
Twirling in the ocean.
Panic,
Fear.
Feelings wrapped with a bow of calm.
The lack of help,
as you busy yourself with the need to do more
Help more.
I’m seventeen years old.
The real world is coming at me fast,
Not quite yet at terminal velocity,
But I’ll be getting close.
I have a new hand to hold,
My heart collapsed in manifold direction
Red spurts mimicked the infection
That split up and spread out across the hills
Where’s Romeo?
My name is Julie
My neighbors name is Juliet
I fell in love with Romeo one day
And then, I left
Why am I here
I am behind a computer screen when I can be out exploring
I want to travel the world
Climb Mount Everest
Swim between the Canyons in the sweet light blue water
Have you ever sat here and wondered why?
Why some people live and why other people die
Could our entire life just be a lie?
If we are the pieces than who made the pie?
We walk the earth as thou we were gods,
We appraise the glory of the flesh without counting the odds,
We medley with strange death as thou we knew the cost,
Our hearts beat letters we don't see the post,
When I look at the nature of God,
I wonder who really God is,
Thou it is a sin to wonder who God is.
Then something cross my mind that,
He is the Alpha and Omega,
if my fore fathers were not born as a nephesh or should i say of one.Then what were my fore fathers born as or should i say of in the aspects of life.and that rather then having a nephesh.
I started off small. As I grow and grow I feel that I am more recognizable to my surroundings as one. I combust into a light source so strong, that nobody dares glare at me for too long.
Ever since i was young
i grew up all alone
i carried a hammer
to try and repair my home
but nothing seemed to work
until i was relieved and shown
the power of poetry
on a bet tv show
A life that is not generous A life that is not impetuous Not a life so glamorous Infamously known as mysterious What a disaster - Shockwave A life that is so humongous A life that so ferocious Not sweet, not delicious A life that is facet
A life without social experiences A life full of sorrow and no senses No security of liberty A pathway to poverty An anthem of brutal and harsh treatment Not sweet like peppermint What a disaster - Shockwave A disaster caused by explosions Worse t
Keeping frustrated villages to the darkened bed
Writing pains in water
Temples of labour wasted by bizarre beck.
Villages going to have perrished at your palm
Raindrops pound on my windowpanesDemanding to be let in.In this storm I hide away,Trying to block out the loud, heavy din.I hear a drip, drip, drip, and felt something wet.Turning my head I see
Through the bite of day,
the hope of summer shines my way
though the cold wind ices my brain and body with a deadly chill,
there is light at the end of this tunnel
past brimstone, past arctic fire,
Fire, Fire, Fire,To destroy is up to youTo burn is up to you,To teach is up to you,To serve is up to you,To cook is up to you,To guide is up to you, Will you be the servant or the master? Water, Water , WaterBeautiful you are,Mysterious you are,Da
Orange face, wild hair
candidate. My sacrifice.
The world applauds me.
Great Minds Aren't Flammable
As I watched my house and all of my material possessions burn to the ground,
engulfed in flame,
I understood that the universe and I had come to an agreement.
City Paralyzed all drained down with flooding, leaving other to be delayedcontinuing the news of insanityunusual, unexciting, emergenciesvoices spoke informatively as they warned the unstable
My PS 3 is fun
I don't have a controller
I don't need a screen
But I need to be plugged in
To be able to play my game
I invite my friends
They reject because they think I am a nerd
His hazel eyes can only see so much
But he has no clue, i live in this ditch
Where there lies pain and disgust, tears and
perhaps one day it will either break me or mend.
I've never heard such a ruckus,
Even after the rocks, and the hail
panging against the clean window.
Scratching, tearing away-
The storm lifted higher
Those clouds now emerge even
His knee looked as if someone painted blood on him,
Gangly and nearly broken, Craig lifted his bad knee
And started down the train tracks, trying to race
Before his mother got home
He turned thirteen, he became another person,
a phoenix arisen from the ashes of his old life,
no power he held in his heart was love,
only aged thirteen, he knew he was alone.
A lifetime wasted.
Keeping holed up,
Rotting in a cell.
Dreaming - no. Falling under a spell.
A lifeline ignited.
Withered ashes still crackle underfoot.
As it roars and trickles
against the rocks
As it gushes and dribbles
and never stops
it will always stay blue and true
its all about water
The world thinks they need many things.
But what I need is simple.
I can't live without it,
Literally.
All I need is my diabetic supplies.
That is all I need.
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Water from the sky
Falling like tears from an infant’s eye
Multitude of tiny drops
Watering many farmers’ crops
Rain is destruction
I was afraid, I was amazed.
Amazed to breathe again, amazed to feel again, amazed to dream again. Dreams were halted by sleepless nights and disappointments.
The beginning was harsh
Lava everywhere and with no life form
Thunderstorms braking out eveyday
Tornadoes hitting the ground tearing up the lands
Tsunamis covering the lands
Hail dropping from the sky
He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Closed to the sun in lonely land,
Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
The storm has come,
The storm has gone.
Things were destroyed,
One by one.
The winds blew strong,
As we grew weak.
But we stayed safe,
As long as we had to be.
Now in this morning,
Shelter or imprisonment?
Concealed behind the levees, the barriers, the walls promising
the safety of an ignorant child.
The fog that penetrates my dreams,
maroons me onto a ship that's lost at sea.
Denser and denser the fog seems,
as it coils itself around me.
The thunder rumbles,
and the lightning strikes,
March 25 2012
When I was 6 years old I lost something
It wasn’t just anything
Not something that can be replaced at a store
Not a thing
But a who,
At just six years old I lost my father,
Enjoy Life with a cup of coffee
in one hand in the ather a smile Toffee
Take a chance
stand up and dance
take the world into your arms
and start planting flowers on farms
Enjoy Life
and smile
Today is not like any other
The humidity is high but cool and quite.
Eerie but another day none the less.
I put all of my feelings about you
In jars of glass,
Transparent to everyone
But you.
I've hung out with your friends
Multiple times
And I'm certain they'll be questioning
Smell the ozone filling the air
See the people perspire with fear
One by one the lights wink out
As the skies release one great big shout
The sky has scared itself it seems
You take my heart from the start
Ive been shaken I am awaken
you are such a fool to not see
That I want you for me
To want you physically and hold me
The desire and pleasure you gave me
americans are talented people and we have the best talent in the world both are young boys and girls, americans are talented people.
family should show love love from god above, family have to be real to each other and show the love that god taught us above to show love. family should be here to help each other and to love each other.
My braces and brackets. My curls that I love to twirl. Bown eyes. Brows with a high arch. I don't know if I can tell you all begining to start. Yellow skin. 5"6 is where I stand. eighteen and I feel like I'm downing in quicksand.
I awoke as I always awoke
to the OM MANE PADME HUM
chanted from the temple
Across the road
My husband Ranil was at sea
fishing in the family boat
with his uncle and cousin.
Gems are free
They grow on the ground like trees
Their value vanishes into dust
Like death comes upon us
Life have no value
My life and my dream were shartter
As I was born into a planet called Earth
Flawless to me
Little child, being brought up in this cruel world
Just know the lessons I bring
The hate, the love, the snide remarks in between
Don’t listen to others
We sore we fly, we fly into the future, present, and past.
As a baby is born new, smooth, and warm
These delicate blades of grass
beneath my bare feet
like her hair before sleep - home.
Like thunder it came crashing down
Against the walls of stone.
It flooded almost the whole town
Except one building, it stood alone.
I returned to my home and can’t believe my eyes
My senses are overloaded with the smells and the cries.
I returned to my home and can’t believe my eyes
My senses are overloaded with the smells and the cries.
Scholl Started
but what does that mean?
The fun is gone?
No it is still here
I can now see my friends all together
It is such a great feeling to be reuinted with the ones you care about
Bright as the moon
She glistens with stars
Her waves are fierce
She shows no mercy
She burns and she melts
Causing disaster
Saving the day
Moving ever so calmly
interpretation of existence
so fragile, it is shattered by a single cosmic entity
countless millenia of human advancements and "achievements"
millions of years of life and ancestry of life
The house is in half,
The car is lost,
And the pumps are gone.
The leaves are dead,
The trees are too,
And the birds are gone.
Shhh! Can you hear that, it’s the calm before the storm
The final I love before the breakup comes along
Peace and quite and then
Whoosh! the great gust of wind
The heart is nature
World falling to the brim
Unraveling like violets
The wind ravaged
strike the match
We walked together like moving mountains
The sun only last's so long
She remains calm and wonders,
WIthout a single care.
But as man faulters,
Her anger begins to flare.
Her body shakes,
Her voice shouts.
She constantly aches,
She constantly pouts.
Sparks ignite
The arid fields
And childhood memories
A glow
Hangs like hell above
Bathed in warm light
Flames climb
The walls of the house
In which we once slept
Hopes
Fire can mean many different things. It can mean warmth and safety. When we sit by the fireside, it warms us and makes us feel safe. Fire also means destruction. Burning everything in it's path, no matter the emotional toll.
The sky begins to turn black,
The thunder rolls on,
The winds pick up,
And the storm moves in.
The grass sways and stirs,
The animals grow wary.
The storm has arrived,
As a child we grow up knowing exactly what we want to be when we actully grow up
A fire fighter is what I wanted to be
The red lights and water is what excited me
But the tragedy of 9/11 also frighten me
When hearing such a place, It almost seems impossible, The story is remarkable, A tragic end, A mystery, Every time I think of it, I think of all the innocents, I thin of al
Hot magma churning quietlyJust beneath the crust.It stirs slowly with a certain, undeniable authority.The volcano growls, hisses, and finally spits.Livid lava spews through the thick haze of black ash.
When life is hard
And things are tough.
When life seems
It's getting rough.
He's always there
To bring us through.
And when you cry
He'll come to you.
He picks us up
Change what does it mean?
Equality is what we want, but take away rights.
Freedom is what we want, but lock them away.
Peace is what we want, but rather use violence.
Help is what we want, but never give.
Beautiful day
Blue sky
Kids playing
Music loud
Quiet
Train sounds
So I thought
Reached for the door knob
A thought ran across my mind
So I stopped before I turned the knob
One side is bright and Happy
One side is dark and gloomy
One side sees hope,love,desire, all of the things that Normal people cherish
One side feeds on life, the promise that one day all things will be better
Society is forever corrupt, nothing but ngativity to feed the youth.In God we trust but the money is getting worshipped for a college business more than a graduated student.
When I was sixteen I built my first chair
as I grew older I built more stuff that I didn't ever dare
things like houses, cars, even a working drone
then I open my eyes and its gone gone gone
In every kind of dream
I am a hurricane
Destruction following me
Across delicate islands
But then I turn to see
Pieces of me
Falling along with the
Scattered appendages
Invisible cloth engulfs thou entirely
Silence blankets earth’s vast entity
Unnerving perspiration drapes thy neck
Brother of Zeus rapaciously claims thy soul.
For thou hast never seen such crude darkness
The first time I met death, it passed me like clockwork
I watched as it lingered on my aunt, as though memorizing her features
Everyone had seen it coming, its apparatus drifting from room to room
***For those who have suffered through Natural Disasters***
Ocean of blue,
Blood of red.
Laying within
Mother Earth’s bosom
On grassy beds.
Music of birds
I was 14.
You were 39, it was almost your birthday.
You fell into an eternal sleep.
I fell into a deep depression.
I longed for your hug just one more time.
I cried for you.
I visited where you lay.
Everyone once lived a normal life.
Had their own jobs, families, homes, businesses.
One day a storm decided to change all of that.
Homes, businesses, jobs, childhood memories. Within a few days all gone due to a storm.
Life is a gift from Thee,
Gift from thee to me.
I wish I could not see,
What jack does to tree.
The clock makes a ticking-tocking sound as the chair rocks on the ground.
Up the stairs the wind shifts between the walls, dividing all that falls.
Fire Renews
Fire, it's the renewer of life
How? You may ask
When it's caused so much strife
Let me unmask
Fire, it readily destroys
The rippling waves
lapping on the shore
always reaching out,
always wanting more.
The taunting ocean,
with its bright eyes
beckons waves closer,
telling them to try.
Look once,
Speak once,
but before you do:
Think twice.
Your Words,
they burrow deep,
like grimy, sharp-clawed mice.
The syllables you say,
nouns you don't mean,
The skies become dark
The wind picks up
As the rain starts to pour
Everyone runs for shelter
But as if none of it ever happened
Everything stops
No wind, no rain, even blue skies
The unlawful romance that never seems to make it. doomed from the start because we all know there isn't a story book ending for me.
Life can be compared to a ball and a hill,
with a major factor being the strength of your will.
It's easy for a ball to tumble down,
just sit there at the bottom for it to be found.
SometimesI just don’t careand leave the TV on all nightthen in the morningI guiltily wonder how many polar bearsI’ve killedAs if it happened like that
Fall in love because how nice you are.
Fall in love because you be there for me.
Fall in love because you help me all the time.
Love me, than don't nice things to me
Love me , than don't make I fell in to you.
Love me, than don't come to see me when you are sad.
some things are meant to be DESTROYED. like evil, and bad people. some Disaster is good, but some disaster is bad. Natural disasters hurt, Natural disasters kill, Natural disasters have no heart for life, which is so beatiful.
If your layin in your beddwellin on worthless and dead ,wordsthat are painted red, when they've already been said, . . .still layin there in your bed . . .
down by the rivershe heard the soundthe sound of a boy screamingas he was about to drownshe saved the boyas he was stuggling for life
Culmination of beauty,
Transfiguration beyond deepest realms,
Bonds sheared, shackles,
The prince no longer holds you,
If I were a superhero, my voice would ring true.
My love and compassion would bring peace upon you.
My powers would consist of fire, ice, earth, and wind.
I'd call upon the elements to help unify and mend.
From Your Neighbor to the North.
Some storms are peaceful
Others cause fear and turmoil
Moore is in our prayers.
We never know how.
Walking along a beach
into the sand we reach
picking up a ring of gold
someone’s circlet of love
which slipped of their finger
as they sank below the very surf
Thunder
A crisp gasp in the air.
A natural disaster.
Gates rattling,
glasses clinging a sign, deviously.
Windows shaking, as the shock lies beneath.
Wild fires start.
Look around, what do you see?
Is it blurry or is it just me?
I rub my eyes to make the fog go away.
But I end up smearing my make-up for the day.
It is not hard to see the cause of this,
Super typhoon Haiyan,
Why have you swept away our city Tacloban?
Why have you killed thousands of our countrymen
Including the innocent children and women?
In the country where natural disasters are common
People learned to live and accept
The damage and loss of property…
They feel it’s normal to have their streets
Full of standing water
Venturing from its home,
Older than time,
Lives the fiery inferno.
Chaos follows its path,
A beauty beyond its name,
New lands grow graciously,
Off of the living flame.
War
Maybe love isn’t about finding someone whose scars match our own
Maybe it’s locating the person who puts those scars to their lips and says
If love is a battlefield,
Listen to me.
Wish upon a lonely beach
where waves melt and winds cry,
as we would be drowned otherwise.
For molten eyes they
kneel hands tied beneath the stars
crying.
Drenched
that is all the world is
that is all that it can be
no matter the sun
no matter the heat
and us humans cannot run
not from this soaked earth
When you are in a blizzard you can not feel your body. The only thing you see is snow skipping and turning on top of the piles of existing snow. Then cool wind blows all around you. You hear the snow hitting your jacket.
It hurts sometime to know
You won't be around forever
To know that our love will not last
To know we won't always be together
It hurts sometimes to feel
Like there's no one else to turn to.
Few will forget that August day
When so many things were washed away
The morning was all dark and still
By midday the creek was beginning to fill
By evening there came such a gale
Enlighten me with a flicker
The darkness so cunning
What is really true...
Then reality kicks in
Trapped in this palce
Time has no name
Accompanying me, all thoughts
(*This is read as a haiku*) I walk into class. Oh no, not this bitch again. Ms? Please burn in hell.
"Man overboard!" "Run the sail!" "Another wave!" "Were we hit?" "Deck down!" "We're going under!"
Why do you hide behind those things, the products that showcase a dream, hiding the skin that your mother and father joined together formed to be, the beauty that you hold most
sometimes its rough, and scars still show
but thats the way it sometimes goes
we will all fail, but we all know
thats the way it sometimes goes
you will be challenged, in the path you've chose
They say its natural
And it comes from the sky
or earth or where ever
But where does it really come from?
The people who are polluting the air?
People who smoke or don't recycle?
Lost...
My belongings...
My children...
My family...
I'm left...
All alone...
My family is gone...
But I'm left here...
On Earth...
Can't wait to see them...
In heaven...
Lost...
My belongings...
My children...
My family...
I'm left...
All alone...
My family is gone...
But I'm left here...
On Earth...
Can't wait to see them...
In heaven...
I cannot speak as if I know what they went through, but I can imagine.
Imagine one day enjoying the peacefulness of your neighborhood only for the next
day your neighborhood is no more.
The Black Plague
By:Rebekka Silbermann
Thousands cried
As millions died
People wept with their demise
Scared as crap
Cant relax
Worried that God will strick them next
The Great Spirit is in all things; He is in the air we breatheThe Great Spirit is our Father; but the Earth is our MotherShe nourishes us, so why can't we keep it pure?When this world was made, it was so neat and clean
The Flood
It’s all being swept away
The ground I walked on yesterday
Playing with my dogs
Shooting chew toys in the air
A river of water erodes my life away
Layer by
Agonizing
He has to stay behind
Here, in this blur of water and wind
Unsure when he'll see his family.
The wind, the rain
This torturous hurricane
Will it ever cease to end?
What can he do
Tornado ©2011
A tornado hit my best friend's town
Sliced trees in half, smashed chimneys down
I could only hear from far away
but I wished I could be there to say:
O storm, please don't take him away
Do not oversleep and miss the school bus-you'll be late.That's a habit teachers generally don't appreciate.
There’s a rhythm a string deep in my soul
It rumbles and grumbles with the thunder toll
I sway my hips to the pull of the wind
I stomp my feet as the drums begin
*This poem is modelled after "Tyger, Tyger" by William Blake, and was written in response to the flooding in my home state of Colorado. Still over 600 people missing, and the flood waters are just starting to recede.
Flood
Long ago the school did blow.
It all came down like concrete snow.
Many peoples' lives were shattered.
Many peoples' hearts were tattered.
We can not understand such tragic events.
Crying in the snow will do no good
The tears you cry will never come out
As the touch of blood feels like snow
The animal that lived before you must move on
Letting go is sometimes the only choice for us
Mr. Styx on mic that’s invisible still,
Fresh flow? Brotha are you on the pill?
You acting mighty high for an occultist followin’ a bearded guy,
If I was you, man I’d just wanna die. Wait.
When Walmart closes, does it mean something?
Does the world stop and do hearts stop thumping?
Does lava pour from cracks in the earth?
Will it be chaos and mayhem until Walmart rebirths?
Can't breathe, need air,Hands shaking, almost there.Rushing, pulling, running,The taste, simply stunning.
August 29, 2005 was a glorious day for New Orleans.
My white, picket fence home once stood there.
Now it is quite a scare.
The damages have taken a mental and physical toll on my family.
I don't really know what I'm feeling.
I'm just praying for a supernatural healing.
The flesh is so weak
Yet the spirit is willing
So I give up my pride
For a truth that is more revealing
A child screams for her mother,
A man cries for his wife,
A young boy holds the only thing keeping him alive.
There is silence all around
Seven days have gone by, seven suns and
Seven forlorn moons! Once more, I feel the
Sea-enchanted wind enticing me with
Its breath. Once more, the crooked walkway, with
Its wild, covered trail, it leads me away
As the Earth shook, our hearts shook
With the tables and windows and doors
Our hearts crumbled as the walls crumbled
On our mothers, brothers, sisters
Fathers, lovers, and children
The waves begin to crush my body. I try to break free from the strangling water but the roaring of the rushing waters push me strong. I have lost all control of my ownself.The blows of the water twist my body.
We are the word shakers,
the earthquakes,
breaking ground with the sounds
of a phrase from our mouths.
We are the protectors
of the mind, thinking up a rhyme
A flame that consumes; destruction that follows wherever it goes. But with a home in the middle of all that pain; it seem like it is never going to make it back out.
As I stand in my school library/ All I can think about is why./The books with pages missing and covers torn/ The destroyed computers and pieces of the ceiling/ Are everywhere on the floor./ As I continue to walk around this place/ The more my he
Category Five
By: Deniqua Washington
Like a glimmer of light flashing off the tips of my skin.
The sun peering at me, through clouds,
Unfortunately I don’t know where it ends.
Down set in the soil
Where I try to stay
With roots out down low
With bark which serves to protect
and leaves streched toward the sun
But a storm has set over the sun
Down set in the soil
Where I try to stay
With roots out down low
With bark hardwhich serves to protect
and leaves streched toward the sun
But a storm has set over the sun
It's tempting to the easy way out when things seem to hard at life,
When everyone seems to go around and nothing seems to go right.
Doing things you never expect yourself to do,
A steep unscalable mountain.
Trees budding in abundance,
Sprouting from the soil,
Reaching into the heavens.
A manmade pillar in the sky
Composed of earthly materials,
The way nature works is so majestic that it can’t be explained in a laconic sentence.
The lucid night finishing its lurid murder of broad daylight in day’s own light.
Night sits on earth as it waits for daylight to hit.
The way nature works is so majestic that it can’t be explained in a laconic sentence.
The lucid night finishing its lurid murder of broad daylight in day’s own light.
Night sits on earth as it waits for daylight to hit.
That perplexing blueKnocks the air out of youjust by lookingMakes you breathe inSalt foamsFeeling grandyet shrunken listeningto the tossing clap of the waves Waves like mountains
The beauty of spring
As winter fades away
The flowers pop up
From the once frozen ground
The sun
It shines
The ground
it thaws
The rain
It starts
So these words
messy messy words
get combobbled in my head.
Screwed around with
tossing and turning like
they're on a high seas adventure
of epic porportions.
And some can't hold on
You know what they say
a tiny ripple can change the day.
When scary moments pass
we know the sun will rise.
You can always see it
the slow change.
From perfectly fine
Waves crashing along the shore,
All I see is more and more.
They keep on moving until dawn,
Flowing channels move on and on.
Seeing willful water pull the soft sand,
Taking it away hand in hand.
Superstorm Sandy took away my home.
She didn't take away the walls or the floorboards,
and my bed hasn't moved at all. But
She took away our light, for all of
seven solid nights.
Sandy beaches
Peaceful, content
Tickling
your feet as you walk along
Waves crash
building up power
Crushing seashells till they are no more than
Sand
You stoop to retrieve one
The white is everywhere
It covers everything
Nothing is safe from the white blanket
The white blanket of snow
It covers everything,head to toe
Cars,tress,houses, and dead flowers
Across the sky there linger clouds
caressing sun as would a shroud.
They scrape across a canvas blue
to gloat of which they were endowed.
mad as a hatter
never mind over matter,
or the matter of the fact.
mercury red
and mad as a hatter!
never mind over matter,
or matter of fact.
oh, matter of fact
but how mad is the hat!
Through all the hurt and through all the pain. There will always be trouble, there will always be shame. Depression and recession leads the world into confession. The tears and sorrow makes us feel like there is no tomorrow.
My happiness is overcast with earths clouds of gloom
My sunshie is gone with thunders loud boom
My joy is shocking like lightnings great crack
And my smile is growing with every droplet of rain
To the ends of a timeful escape of vast nothingness
Into the universal paradox of reality
Laugh in the face of a devil
Scream with satisfaction unknown to a soul
Wonder of a hate so immense
I neither spoke nor looked at anyoneBewildered by the multitude of miseriesAgonies of remorse poisonLet the day therefore be fixedLet us only cling closer to what remainsRegard the threatened fate as unavoidable
Falling pieces in moonlight streams through the wonderland of seamless dreamsbranching out to reach for breathas empty skies fill up with tender misttimeless clocks cry to be heard
I paint for a reason, as writers write for a reason
My brush is your pencil
My canvas is your paper
And my paint is your lead
When my brush touches my canvas, my story has begun.
Many families, like my own,
Were torn apart by this little storm.
Many left before it hit,
But others underestimated the havoc it would wreak
And hid away in the danger zone.
Tragedies;
they happen
and there is nothing
anyone else can do about them.
They are a fact of life;
weights on a scale
balancing the sweet
with the unimaginably bitter
and the good
The colors of the sky
Matches to the shadows of the eye
When one is blue
The other one is too
But as the lives go by
With nothing more than a sigh
One looks up high to see
What color the sky would be
Sunset Skies
Green with the Rain
Unnatural Sounds
Screaming from Nature's Forces
I'm Scared
I may never see you again
Nature has Won
I will never be the same again
Dust
In singular form; an innocuous particle
Barely noticed, faintly seen
In plural; a nuisance
In multiples of infinity;
blowing through the plains of Oklahoma,
a bowl of dust
I hear the wind.
I watch the shutters tremble.
I cower in fear of the beast fighting to
Rip through my window.
I tear downstairs, flashlight in hand;
We have no lights.
Mom! Dad! I'm scared!
Friday evening
Tornadoes forming by home
Losing precious lives
Hearts reach out among the land
Unity is powerful
Dedicated to all the Men, Women, Children, and Animals living in Moore, Oklahoma and surrounding areas we are all praying for your safety and wellbeing through this difficult time.
Leave me alone i need to grow
you fly, you push me away
let not you be my owner
but your souls of my creation
Last summer
we tiptoed
across
driftwood panels.
Barefoot, but
carefully alert
we’d watch as
poison ivy
clung onto
both sides of
the boardwalk,
embracing
Death is like reality, something that should never be touched.
Those mad strokes and slashes of paint that land against my chest.
They consider me as an animal in society's lust.
As I pan across the landscape,
I laugh, this isn’t real.
I look to where the two oak trees
tower over my little country farmhouse.
Their giant leafy branches just barely
brushing the edge of the tar-black roof.
There is a fire in the sky!
A beautiful arrangement of clouds burning alive!
Celestial inferno! You have come to call for me
With a blaze of Inti’s fire!
Rain drops are falling,
the sky becomes dark, almost frightening,
BOOM
thunder rolls across the earth
the lightning strikes, unsuspected trees,
When it stops, the roar of thirty saxophones
comes to life,
I look at what used to my home
My domicile.
It was my heaven on earth.
My sweet escape from the cruel world
That tore me apart every day
Of my life.
When terrible things happen, we are united.
When horrible things happen, we grasp hands.
When the unthinkable occurs, we join together.
We help
We assist
We do what we can
to help others
People
Through the Fog
I can't see
Through the fog
it's hard to believe
Through the fog
I don't know me.
Through the fog
I see light
Through the fog
I'm gaining sight
Through the fog
how will there be no parade for you
no holiday with your remembrance and name etched into its fabrication
how could school and work not be canceled on your birthday ?
for a woman that meant so much to me
With the furious rage of a thousand Winters,
A sea of injustice, waiting at the spout.
Like the irritated bite of a good man's splinters,
That swindle and split when sweetly plucked out.
We look around
Steady ground
Nowhere to be found
Earth shakes
and trembles
Babies crying
People dying
Succor for few
Recuse teams move
The roads closed off and the breeze died down.
The poor and the weak were sent through the town.
The place was torn and the nature was bleak,
"What happened here all through the week?"
No one can pretend we know what you're going through.
The least we can do is lend a hand.
It's a lot worse than anyone could have imagined.
All the dead.
All the left living without them.
Connecticut, Boston, Texas, Oklahoma as well
So many have perished but many lived to tell
They spoke of the lightening and the terrible thunder
the smoke, pain and tears that tore them asunder
Who peers
out
the window waiting in fear for
A moment?
A moment that confirms eternity- inferno or haven
the rain cries
the thunder yells
the earth engulfed in eternal sadness
animals of the forest take cover.
in the trunks of evergreens
the lightning pierces of an early warning
It swirled around
For what seemed
Like
A devestating eternity
The wind carried so much
Force
That, hidden in
a cellar, or among
The debris
We are still apprehensive
(poems go here) My hair whirls,
Ringlet curls caught in a swirl.
Things are falling,
I am falling apart.
The winds whispers,
The leaves become crisper.
Things are falling,
I am falling apart.
Whipping wind withers the land
Stealing sands, solid walls, and stages
Cycling air spin everywhere
Claiming all it encounters
A house, a school, and children
When will the twisted turns end?
As the rain comes in
I settle in my senses
Finally, I breathe
Then the thunder comes
A cacophony of sounds
Drowning myself out
The rain, it ceases
Taking with it my comfort
Patience, now I wait
the sun
the sun is very bright
its hot like a dynamite
the sun is large
its bigger than my garage
the sun
So there's this flower.
It's potential is coveted by the masses.
What the eyes first realize
was far inferior to the thoughts and emotions gated by its petals, sculptured by gods.
So I been alone, left out of this world, without knowing were to go but trying to consider what is left of this world.
I may be a burden on Western life, so what!. I was forced here. You think i came here by choice? I appear as an awaken roam of ruthless dark clouds. Clouds that cover the light twinkling in your eyes.
poor meek
nothing to fight for
have to make their own dreams
live for what they want and not what they need
poor lost children
drowning in a sea of pop-culture
no real talk anymore
gibberish
She's waiting by the door
Sixteen passed
she very blue
no one understands
what she is going through
Down it trickles from the sky
Falling about on the ground
That is where it will say goodbye
But not for long, it does not die
Looking from across the way,
I see that mark across your face
The mark of past experiences
The wrath of lost experiments
I see that scar and the beauty behind it
I see the emotion the passion beside them
Oh, Sandy...why?
You took away 285 lives,
My father's business too,
Leaving us in the dark,
Not knowing what to do,
We didn't have heat,
Listening to the radio we were glued to our seat,
Walking through the woods, weapons in hand
The group fights the dead in common land
The men are tasked with finding the food
While the women are expected not to be rude
Every new habitat they seek for safety,
She’s like an animal,
Ravaging cities
Taking cars
To their tomb in the sea
Running her fingers
Through the hairs of those she passes
Tearing through clotheslines
And flowerbeds, too
See
The other day this girl I once loved told me I have issues
But that girl doesn’t know a thing about my life in Mogadishu…
The feeling of this pain is impeccable
It's gon' come.
When it's time, it's gon' come.
Though I have time, a day will come,
Where I think I'll have some more, then I'll have none.
The lines run swiftly to the end
of this here field I see,
the orange glow of my hometown
reflecting near to me.
going to see the bright sunny day
see the flowers bloom with pride and might
suddenly it is a rainy and stormy day
thunder arrives with so much bright
clouds get ugly and very dark
Where the grass burns the palest green,
and the sky is charred black and blue,
where mountains roar
as invisible flames lick up their steep sides.
Unpredictable, will this be my last breath?
Will I see tomorrow’s sun?
Heavy winds nearly sweep me away;
Along with the rest of humanity,
And our mistakes.
Imagine, playing a gameof cards all relaxed
When all of a sudden someone yells "rats"
We started arguing about hwo won.
We did not notice what had begun.
Will the gates of heaven open for me if I
take my life and set me free. Free from the
pain and sorrow that's taking over me. Free from the
child me that's following me. Free from the hate I
The roaring crash of the waves,
The calm, cloudless sky,
The warm sun touching my skin.
This was home.
YOLO, you only live once.
Is once enough?
Call to your brothers and tell them to continue.
continues with their lives,
good decisions,
dedication- to life.
Calm’s eyes of warmth can brush
The sea like fingers by
The harp. Caress old Nature’s blush
The clouds are narrowing, becoming dark empty angry.
The sky is closing curling back into space.
The trees cringe and crack.
The dirt dries.
Nature shrivels up around itself.
Just let go feel the poetry in the air deep inside your soul within my heart. So move to the groove chill and relax just be you I know I'll make it threw with the sun shining so bright.
This night wins Darkness,
Overthrown, dim shines Her throne,
Follows fate of the dying firefly,
Sobs over its dimming light,
Mourns a flickering end,
Mocks the Moon’s defeat,
The cocky Night Gladiolus,
The day a hurricane became enraged
The day the tragedy engulfed our people
The day the water had rampaged
The day the hurricane destroyed a steeple
Long ago, you were a clap of a thunder,
the power behind a gentle smile,
the pulling of a window shade
the clinking of ice cubes against glass.
You were the lines of experience around dark, bright eyes.
Head sweating reflecting on todays day as lifeless fools populate the streets, Others walk with water above there feet as we try to become cold-less between the sheets, Chickens with there heads severed traveling to gas-less stations, Knowing the
You came announced but your disaster was nothing but welcome
You did not take my grandmother as she passed a week before you came
You came and you stranded, killed and scared those who believed that this could never be
Whisper-red clouds in the dusky day
A wheel of passion upon the sky
Puzzles of earth growing nigh
Whipped with wind dancing to the free
And children singing in the dusky day
Strongs winds
and rain that could
wash away a planet.
Sandy you do not scare
us, we can withstand it.
water runs down her face
refecting on the green grass
feeling the growing of the circle of life
aging so quickly yet yanked from the ground
roots ripped from the fertile soil
We live in power
Human beings united.
Advocates of anti-bullying
The power behind great action.
We are strong in out fights,
Even when all looks bleak.
Camaraderie our shield
Darkness surrounds us
Every inch of light fades away
I, a mere fisherman, am punished
I think of my actions as the earth shook
I recall my paths as the quake goes on
I ask myself as I protect my head
Dear Katrina,
Your cat 5 winds dance through Bourbon St.
Your water quenches the dry southern streets.
Your strength breaks levies
that protect the sweet bayou.
