I have had the people along the gulf coast on my mind the past few days. It seems horrific to me, and yet, I know my feelings can not begin to touch the raw emotions those stricken by hurricane Katrina are experiencing. A while back, I wrote a poem. I am posting that poem now, as my way of trying to imagine the horror, heartbreak, and suffering on many levels these people are experiencing. Let me know what you think...

Torn World

When the rainbow
slips
and the sky
cracks
the lightening
splays
the heart,
severed
painted
unspoken dreams
cascade
blood
like a waterfall
into yesterday,
today,
and tomorrow
draining
into the history
of a torn
world.