My humble tribute to the victims of hurricane Katrina building on "Waters" my tribute to the tsunami victims
Another Storm
At the bottom of the sea
I see her angel face
She pulls me out of the water
To drown once more
In the streets of New Orleans
In the midst of destruction
No shelter to be found
From a storm
Another tsunami reborn
Here at home
Plagued by looting
Rummaging for food and water
The cries of help go silent
Amidst sirens and rage
Surges of flood water
Submerge my newly built home
Winched from the rooftop
Into a distant deliverance
I fall again
Into the rising waters
Into despair
Into the spiral of a storm
That once was my beloved “Katrina”
I burn her effigy with a sigh
As I drown once more
In the streets of New Orleans
Hovering over my stricken home
I hear a deafening buzz
Glancing up, I see a sign
“Deliverance is at hand”
I scream:
Where were you when the storm hit?
Powerful, indeed. Dreadfully sorrowful, horribly painful, and reverberating with righteous anger, yet it is possible to take a certain measure of solace in the skill with which you get these things across. May the future be brighter for you and your loved ones...for all who have suffered devastating losses. Peace and Godspeed, Phyllis
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on September 3, 2005
Poet, your powerful words flow across the page just as rapidly as Katrina helped to destroy over 90,000 square miles of land in the Gulf region of the United States. Hopefully our federal government will finally bring the urgent relief in sufficient quantities that need to be delivered throughout this affected region without all the excuses they’ve come up with since Katrina hit our sacred, southern shores. It’s not like they didn’t know it was coming! Excellent work. Thank you for sharing it. Take good care and be well.
Packing a punch with its lucidity and beauty - and not shirking the delicate or difficult questions and anguish that lurks not far from any of us. Passionate and poignant, and cannot fail to touch with its imagery. TY and Bless you, Kate xx
Reviewed by Jane Rodway (Reader)
Reviewed on September 1, 2005
I haven't read any of the Katrina poems yet, but I am really gglad I read yours, it is excellent.
Many warnings were given yet so many did not heed them and now we grieve for them. These type of disasters bring out the best and worst in people. Before we forget it, we are still in the middle of the hurricane season and more may be in the offering for those left destitute by Katrina. I pray this never comes to pass.
Your words remind us that nature is a force much greater than man and once her decision is made there is nothing we can say or do to stop her. The loss of life and property is so very sad and overwhelming, but to look objectively at the power that nature possesses and can exhibit, it is truly amazing and mind-boggling. This is an excellent poem and in building it's foundation from another strong, related poem, through symbolism, you show how life goes on, even through tragedy and adversity.
Take care,
Sherry
Reviewed by Chris Archer (Reader)
Reviewed on August 31, 2005
I love the idea of building on your previous poem Waters
It shows a continous concern for mankind
Wonderful tribute, Huda
Reviewed by Michael Wells (Reader)
Reviewed on August 31, 2005
Oh poet, what a sad poem and an outstanding tribute
That once was my beloved “Katrina
The twist of using the name was very intelligent and appropriate, I loved it.
Very deep effect of the cries of pain emitted by the victims
thank you for sharing
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on August 31, 2005
The poem gives the terrible drowning effect.
But America will march on.
Good to seya back..
Katrina is a powerful reminder of the awesome force that is nature and how small we are compared to her. This poem is a blend of the gentle and the terrible and thus very effective. Thank you for sharing your gift, Huda. May it rise as prayer for relief for all of the victims. Love and peace to you.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
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Right on the barrel with this one...:)
It's alright for some folk to be smart after the event..oh ya
Love and Peace
Peter
"Anither Storm"...
A composition rich in imagery and contents delivering
a poetic excellence and a profound message.
I salute You, Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
(((HUGS))) and much love, your frien in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears <
Eileen
Take care,
Sherry
It shows a continous concern for mankind
Wonderful tribute, Huda
That once was my beloved “Katrina
The twist of using the name was very intelligent and appropriate, I loved it.
Very deep effect of the cries of pain emitted by the victims
thank you for sharing
But America will march on.
Good to seya back..
Regis