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cashmere swirls over worn faille\r\nand madras and taffeta float\r\nchests spill over with second-hand satin\r\nand hats top the bedposts\r\nall this - her raiment for a life\r\nshe isn\'t living - finery\r\nfor places…

Artiste - New…

(This poem is dedicated to the people of New Orleans, especially the police and armed forces, most especially my niece and nephew, who are police there. They risked everything and lost a lot to stay and help others, as…

The Rain Falls So…

(This poem is dedicated to all the dogs from the Hurricane who were affected and their owners. You will always be in my thoughts...)\r\n\r\n\r\nWhen God had made the earth and sky, the flowers and the trees\r\nHe then…

To Snowball And All…

(I have for many years now for at least half the time I\'m in the shower, thought how lucky I am to have hot or cold water at my fingertips. Until I moved to Arizona, it was always hot water I cherished.The past nine…

Hot Water

Today; I watched in horror, as my world fell apart\r\nToday; I witnessed the death, of both my father and my mother\r\nToday; I experienced the agony, of having my baby sister ripped from my arms\r\nToday; my entire…

Katrina

The rain it came, softly falling\r\nThen came the wind, the voice of Mother Nature\r\nShe screamed and howled out her pain\r\nGiving birth to the hurricane\r\nCalled Katrina\r\n\r\nThe people did not believe or take…

Katrina\'s Wake

Katrina Katrina what will we see\r\nThe catastrophic damage you possess\r\nMy prayers are continual for all in your path\r\nDear Lord grasp those put through this test\r\n\r\nEach moment goes by as they flee for their…

Katrina Katrina

(to the tune of Corrina, Corrina by Bob Dylan)\r\n\r\nKatrina, Katrina\r\nGal, what have you done?\r\n\r\nKatrina, Katrina\r\nGal, What have you done?\r\nI been worr\'in\' \'bout my baby\r\nSince you took my…

K a t r i n a - The…

Life just won\'t be the same\r\nBut it will go on\r\nThe New Orleans that we knew\r\nWill forever be in our hearts\r\n\r\nSnowballs, Poboys, Crawfish Etoufee\r\nShrimp Creole, Gumbo\r\nAnd a little Casino…

Until We Meet Again

\"Here I sit, water all around\r\nNo help in site\r\nThe cries of the hurting abound\r\n\r\nAll I can see, for miles on end\r\nIs destruction, devastation\r\nAround every corner and bend\r\n\r\nI just can\'t believe it,…

In The Midst Of The…