Katrina's Big Brother

The morning Katrina's big brother came
Twisting trees bowed under gray clouds
as if they wish to run or fly
Aqua bullets shot sideways, machine gun style

A door flew open while another took flight
as a window relieved it's pane
The dog house tumbled across a dark, drenched lawn
while the pup whimpered in the living room
wishing for a dead calm eye

The wind screamed a warriors song
Powerless, candles flickered
as natures unbridled fury pounded,
yard after yard, inch by inch, for miles and miles.

Rivers form, as leaves turned into boats,
sailing away with water bottle buoys
and debris submerged into submarines
thrashing in the air, tree limbs became kites

The proud sought shelter while the timid cried
it was every man for himself
when the landscape became one big brawl
as every tree in the forest began to fight
In the wake of hurricane Ike.