stranded & hopeless

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a wicked grin of moon
hangs in a ragged sky
torn by wisps of foggy night
as shredded clouds roll by

i sit upon my rooftop
and i pray to god to die
but as the night delivers dawn
i fear i have survived

i used to have a husband
and i lost my daughter, too
the water carried her away
when the slaughterhouse gale came through

that screaming wind has left now
and in its wake, a silence rolls
bigger than the hurricane,
a void, devouring souls

New Orleans is a city
known for jazz and Mardis Gras
but the saxophones are silent
and Fat Tuesdays are all gone

some say we can rebuild Her
that her lights will shine again
but without my man and baby girl
i hope i’m dead by then

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4 Comments
My Erotic TaleMy Erotic Taleover 18 years ago
poetic pearl

an excellent write, thanks...(~_~)

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
nice write

I think the folks from the Crescent City would

enjoyed the rhythm here. Nothing really forced

and while it's not jazz, it can be "danced to".

"that screaming wind has left now

and in its wake, a silence rolls

bigger than the hurricane,

a void, devouring souls"

I loved the line breaks here. sand

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
a very strong

story Syn...touching the fiber of disaster and souls who weather the wrath of the elements...much sorrow for our whole society over this one...maybe we can all grow from the shambles of the experience...thanks S..for your view...sighs/blue

LeBrozLeBrozover 18 years ago
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An excellent write; shows how all of us have been hit by Katrina, no matter where we're found.

I saw a story in the AJC on-line about a wonderful woman, Cara Chapman, she's special to me, she helped set me free when I was in Atlanta; now she's stressed-out ~ and knowing her, the story doesn't come close to conveying the depth of feeling she's experiencing (and she's a new mom too).

So I hope that writing this piece has helped you purge some of the feelings of grief you may still be experiencing. Very powerfully done.

Thanks.

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