Impending fury
clings
to closed eyelids
palpable loss
a sable brush
dunked in dread
blackens every inch
of familiar landscape
what if’s
eat through
the static blue horizon
making a meal
of unborn dreams
slaked only by
hastily grabbed
history
ragged spirits
haul hope
on well- worn tar
safe haven
still pages away
Sept 2005...this would be Hurricane Rita. Lived in the Houston area and this was on the heels of the hurricane Katrina that took out New Orleans .Our first evacuation after having lived there for 3 years .Trying to get the house ready for heavy storm winds, maybe flooding and picking out what was essential to take in case our home was destroyed became a daunting task.Scary, but our area was not hit.