Katrina--A poem

Katrina

It's breezy today!
The sun shines,
In the hazy sky,
Not quite warm,
But trying!

I'm unsettled!
Awakened at three am,
Drawn to CNN images,
Of the aftermath,
Of Katrina!

My nightmare,
Unreal in the night,
It could not happen,
In that wonderful place,
A flickering glare on TV!

Islands of humanity,
Marooned by the sea,
Pushed by a breeze,
On steroids, circulating,
Causing havoc!

Dots wading in water,
Waist deep, towing boxes,
Like barges,
Filled with what's left,
Of life!

Hands reaching skyward,
From a mass of hunger,
Seeking manna,
From those above,
Unable to respond!

Lives lost,
Among those weakest,
Now flotsom,
In the flow,
Of rivers newly formed,

Katrina! A name,
No longer romantic,
A song,
Never to be written,
Unless in sorrow!

Mark Worden
9/2/05