as i looked at that picture
only the sunset remained the same
the unimaginable horror
the ticking time bomb
of mother nature
i could not even think of one word
out of a thousand
i sat speechless
motionless
captured frozen
how is this even real?
how do you ever recover?
when everything
that was
is gone
or destroyed
or blown 50 miles away
or wrapped around that tree
that isn't even there any more
how do you step over that
pile of rubble to sift
through your life
that you will never get back
the irreplaceable things
the taken for granted things
the forever forgotten you even had things
the image of them in your head
but you can't bear to look
because all you see is
this. this.
the silence echoes.
.pause for a deep breath.
"at least you made it through"
is a questioned comfort
for so many those
words must mean little
or nothing
as they mourn
the things
the homes
the life
the people
forever changed
or gone
others become grateful
to know what they have
can be taken so quickly
away
so completely
destroyed
but right now
and probably never
can we really truly appreciate those words
to only hope we never have to
is the most we can ever ask for
to never know
what they know.
as i looked at that picture
only the sunset remained the same
yet i couldn't help but notice
how it seemed so out of place
the unchanging
shining as it always does
upon so much
that had.

deeply felt..my words, inadequate.

Powerful, losing the things we will never forget and the things we forgot we even had. I liked that part. Mother nature sure knows how to dish out a beating-----

I would have been more poignant, but sometimes words get in the way…

..Your write said it all..

A cascading sun silhouettes upon fragmentary lives...

thank you all for reading

sadie ~ your words, always define.

simone ~ so true, and i find myself taking more mental inventories lately.

kc ~ i couldn't get out of the way of these words fast enough, flowed like a river, of tears. good to see you!

ainjel ~ torn between not knowing what, or how to say, and this.

up2us ~ beauty and the beast.

thanks again you guys!!

No, I believe it all of us who has experienced your words who should be thanking you. Though a picture is worth a thousand words it only takes 260 words to paint an indelible picture (yes I counted your words. I had too)

The human spirit survives.
Nice job bastet :-)

great job of expressing the emotions
and swiftness of the power,beauty and
devastation of nature

born to die

mig ~ thanks for counting, i had thought about doing that, but had hopes someone would do it for me j/k...thank you, kind words.

souf ~ always finds a way :) ty gf!! ptooie!!!

pkd ~ thank you, hard not to find emotion in that.

red ~ flowers back at ya!! ptooie!!!

prashant ~ born to live!! :) thanks for reading!!

thanks again all!!

What loss of want to keep on living,
all of life and nature,unforgiving..


Pain exploding into words of hope...THIS was very nice for helping to let us feel....Thanks for sharing bastet....

Good to finally read one of yours, Bastet. Strong stuff, you found the words when words weren't enough. It feels very freely written, liquid and moving.

Good to finally read one of yours, Bastet. Strong stuff, you found the words when words weren't enough. It feels very freely written, liquid and moving.

iam4u ~ coming from one of the best on making us feel, that means alot!

jezzemy ~ and THAT is exactly how it came out of my head, like a mad hatters dance with words, thank you!