Devastation’s Aftermath

Scattered thoughts, they always move

In and out they dance they groove

They come and leave,  so unexpected

Slip through the cracks undetected

Disaster has struck, there’s so much to do

Everything is lost, its gone, askew

Overwhelming moments make time stand still

A life now foreign, can’t cope, can’t deal

All concentration lost to the touch

Floats in a breeze, mind left to mush

The world moves on, while we’re stuck in debris

There’s no where to go, we can’t even flee

Move forward physically, we have no choice

But inside our broken heart, a distant screaming voice

*In reflection of 2017 hurricane season. Please keep the victims of mother nature in your thoughts BEYOND the time its featured in the media. Let our hearts bleed together and heal together as time continues to move.*







7 Comments Add yours

  1. A really good poem, Didi.

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    1. Thanks Robbie! I was feeling rather poetic yesterday 🙂 Hope all is well on your side of the globe. Thanks for reading!

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  2. I really loved your piece and the truth you revealed! Scattered thoughts! Hit home! They sometimes still escape me but I have found that I can capture them and keep them if I keep a planner and a notebook. Most of the time. The ones I hate are the ones that come to me just after going to bed and I’m faced with – “Will I remember this in the morning or do I have to get up out of bed and go write this down”. I’ve lost more than my fair share of great thoughts that went to the “Scatteredland” LOL! Great piece! You should write more poetry???? Please??

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    1. Thanks Chuck! I’ll absolutely write more 🙂 I love poetry! 🙂 Thanks for reading!

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