Katrina: Watching the Music Leave
by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
Saturday, September 03, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
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dare i celebrate
(in true mardi gras style),
while others wait in
deepenin depths of sorrow?
(second lines of hot/
watch the music leave
the quarter they sang about,
notes of purple/green/
yellow abandonin the
city they once loved,
wonderin if they'll have a
life to go home to.)
and all i can do
is sit in air-conditioned
comfort, writin sad
poems of my own traumas
that i'm goin through
(worries about friends and if
they are all okay,
wonderin if they made it) ...
concerns that mean NOTHIN to
those singin the blues
in cesspools of violence --
talk about selfish.
(c) 2005, Karla Dorman.
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|Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G
|Wht doesn't break us - *( in this case them ) makes them sTRonger! Thanks for writing these words K- I wrote soemwhat the same- but, can't put it in here- WARmly,Sheee < <Share the Hope>>|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
Absolutely heartrending poem, but if I know Louisiana and Mississippi folk, they are tough, and they will rebuild in time! God be with them as they deal with this tragedy and the aftermath!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( >tears <
|Reviewed by Safi Abdi
|Karla, this is so heartbreaking, you are in my prayers, may God be with you all, thank you for your concern.
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|Even in the worst of times, life will go on, Karla, and it is no good beatin ourselves up about it... although, of course we do. You make me think of those who survive an accident while others perish - the "guilt reflex" that kicks in, even though not deserved. We do what we can, then we have to "let go and let God" and continue the journey along. We all have different paths, different ways of travelling. No-one questions your ability to sympathise or to grieve, but these things come and go in cycles and take their course as we motor on. It happens in waves and stages. Just go with the flow, Hon. We ALL are selfish in our own way, but we can be mindful and we can change - THAT would be the greatest fruit our grief can bring out of tragedies of this scale: that we vow NEVER to be the same or take things for granted again, and take steps to make things different from now on. Each one of us in our own small way, as and when we can. We're all in this together. Bless you, Babe xx Kate xx|
|Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen
|Karla this speaks to the way I have been feeling
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|Ah Karla, so deeply poignant, this touches my heart so deeply,
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Most powerful write Karla!!
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|Never lose hope. Along with the necessities. We gotta give them something to cheer laugh and hope for. Keeping the spirits raised as high as they can go.
I think that is the toughest job.
|Reviewed by Lori Moore
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|A tragedy that diminishes all of us, until HE once again restores us!
|Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
|Me, TRASK In Tears For Little Children Dead Of Hurricane Katrina:
I See Only 1 Color RED Blood...
? I Ask (God ) WHY Did He Not Destroy ($Greed Mongering$) Beverly Hills, California ?
His Answer Too Me Even As A Child TRASK Was These Very Words:
--(God) Said: Your Momma Always Cursed At You These Very (Same) Words!
...THERE'S A METHOD TO YOUR MADNESS YOU LITTLE BASTARD...
...GUESS WHOSE NEXT!? Read My Coming New Poems Of TRUTH...
Your True Friend TRASK
Your Heart Karla Always In Right Place As (God)'s Heart is ,i.e. Those Poor Sadly Suffer With Evil $Greedy Filthy Rich$...
|Reviewed by Kate Clifford
|Tragic times teach us to live. Nothing selfish about that.|
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|A natural disaster, the death of a city we have all loved. The music leaves one note at a time, never to ring the same again. Will they rebuild the city? Probably. Somehow, I think a boardwalk and a memorial would be a smarter choice. Perhaps a few little cafes and lots of music, but New Orleans is not a place where people should ever live again. We should learn from this disaster and understand that there will be another storm, one that will be stronger than anything we build and history will repeat itself. We need to let the city die and build a tribute to her and to all who perished in the aftermath of Katrina.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|We all deal with the aftermath of this tragedy each in his or her own way. Powerful write that says so much.
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|I for one am damn glad I am sitting in air conditioning and I will never feel guilty that I am. The storm. It has become something other than what it was . . . a storm, now it is a way to play that old familiar damn race card. Hell with it.|
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|We are allowed our worries, our stresses and our trauma's...some have it worse than others & some make it better than others...just have to take life as it comes...sorrow for others is good, but depression over our own lives is not...keep smiling and write, if its all you can do, you most certainly do it quite well...Ed & Rufuz|