We fought nature and lost time and time again What it was the year of flash floods and heavy rains cyclones with many names the earth shaking, my feet on the cracks, was that fire still burning, the forest all gone the animals lost in it oh it could not be any worse but there comes the locusts volcano turning up out of blue brimming up, the storm is coming, it is inevitable where to escape, the disasters striking every corner which direction to follow, Towards the sky I look for help, I try To search for you hidden behind all the dark clouds.
Shook jaded soul asleep Silenced with hazy thoughts Never fear and fight the unknown Ground quaking as images talked Don't know what happens now Skin is a canvas for dreams These stained people and endured places And weary worms bloomed from instinct They figured out how to rule my nerves and muscles Surrendered to the hearse in my head Burning sunsets weigh down my nightmares To floods that drown me in this bed
Day 28: Visit an online art gallery and write a poem inspired by a piece of artwork you find there
I chose Weight Of Dreams by Hyunju Kim which is beautiful
Air has no religion Water no creed Food breaks the fast Whatever the caste Humanity remain steadfast! Fire burns everyone Whatever the race Floods can wipe out anyone Leaving no trace Humanity remain steadfast! So we live with grace!
I dream that the frogs in my backyard have wings and they fly up to the trees in the dewy light of dawn to meet their maker and kiss under the canopied shade of listless leaves grazing their backs and reminding them of simpler times down from the watery swamp they came from their webbed feet leave prints on the bark muddy and cumbersome but innocent in their doings a flash flood of lightning awakens me i'm laying in damp earth again time to go back inside
written in a feverish haste and quickly thought out but I had to get it out of my head before i forgot it
I miss you every second I’m away from you My heart can’t help but fill up with envy For the people who get to rejoice in your presence Every second of every day Passerbyers who get a second glance Of your beautiful golden locks twirling around with every step you take
I start to envy inanimate objects That serve your every need Napkins that wipe your bottom lip from the stickiness of lipstick Mirrors that reflect every one of your perfect stances The water that hydrates and gives you life
I obsess over you maybe too much Maybe I just have too much time to think But even in my busiest moments Your image replays in my mind again and again You’re a flash flood that takes ownership of everything it touches
I could see the storm in the sky.. It was broadcasted and televised..
I got a quick glimpse and it was heading up our way..
I felt very unprepared for such a massive storm. From the side of my eye I seen how massive and strong of a storm was brewing..
I seen close loved ones and the most precious of them all. Even the newly gifted one.
We all made haste movements to prepare for the storm approaching.. My sis had opened the windows widely.
I said I thought it was said to keep them closed.
This storm hit and it hit super hard. I felt the precious gift almost slip through my finger tips. As we all were under the attack of it.
I captured our gift and held it securely in my *****. The massive winds shook the foundations as we all prayed. The winds causing loud alarms in our ears.
I can't believe we outlived this massive hit. It passed through.. but the damages around our surroundings was clear.
We'd need to repair, rebuild, everything. and even our relationships. Would need to be fixed. The one of many dreams about storms...S.A.M 10-18-18
I have had many dreams of seeing weather and storms ice winter ones and floods of waters. Then winds of hurricanes of which I always survive. And each time I dream I can hear myself praying..through the storm.
Tsunami came from nowhere, Mother nature called aloud Bringing with it only sin, Bearing devastating sacrifice and death to all and kin. Reality hit home within the first few hours, As news came through the world soon new It seemed the earth had cracked in two Now our world is flawed with devastation Death, pain, and desolation We pray for those who died And feel for those in pain Our people’s lives were taken when that brutal mother came This mother came from nowhere upon the highest wave Bringing in destruction, death and devastation, Loss, horror, and hopeless apprehension. These words cannot portray our feeling of dismay Our minds in fear as we shed a tear For those whose lost and those who suffer Awaiting news or searching through the thousands. Undignified, coming to terms with loss of those who once loved but now no longer. Mother Nature played her part so viciously, Leaving just a simple question…why. Today I pray alone, but I know I am not alone for the entire world will pray with me.