Archive for July, 2012

Illinois Prays for Rain

A Dust Bowl storm approaches Stratford, Texas ...

A Dust Bowl storm approaches Stratford, Texas in 1935. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

We in the dust bowl listen
Listen for the patter of nourishing rain;

We look to the skies for those gray-black lines
Heralding the approach of precipitation again.

The rolling thunder we await;
The darkening and humid veils of moisture
To give relief to the farmers again.

In this monotonous lack of rain,
In the days of partly cloudy, mostly sunny and
“A chance of rain”…

We look to those skies for that precious water
To bring us, parched in mind, arid in spirit,
We who look day by day
Skyward at the slightest mention of rain,
We who hope for rain
Pray it shall come soon.

The forecasters say we really need
Nine to fifteen inches just to bring
Even the slightest relief to the drought.
What extra must we have
For the crops to prosper?
Is there even a chance for any of the farms to green again?
Is there a chance for so great an amount of rain?

O let the rolling storms come again,
And bring relief to this dry land.

raining sheets

raining sheets (Photo credit: mytimemachine)

Divi Logan, Nashville and Chicago, 2012.

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Poem: MEMORIAL FOR THE INNOCENT

A MEMORIAL AND PLEA FOR THE INNOCENT

A sign warning to yield to the crosswalk.

A sign warning to yield to the crosswalk. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Child deprived of loving parent
Of mother or father run down on a street;
Parent left without son or daughter,
A similar fate did they meet.

Two tons of moving metal along a city street
Thousands of them we see
From them we move our feet
When through the crosswalks so blatantly they go
Paying no attention to the street signs put there so they know
People are trying safely there to cross
Oh, have we all respect and dignity lost?

Condolences to all who have lost loved ones this way-
In hit-and-run incidents that make our news these days;
Oh those who have done such deeds take heed-
You someday will answer to another!
Let us decent folks hope that it is the law
Who catches you in your crawling cowardice-
Unable to admit that you did something wrong-
And took a life.

Murderer, homicidal maniac, arrogant fool and cruel demons
Are people such as you
Who steal lives and keep on going;
Who murder and rob and shoot and torture…
You KNOW you have done something terrible and then-
What do you do? You stop and look… and go your way again?

Mourn then for the children;
Mourn for the grieving parents and relatives.
Pray now for the friends who must now cope with
Losing the presence of a fine and loving person.

What can we do
To preserve innocent lives?
Oh you who act and think not…
When will you take the few seconds to think with due care and consideration?

Seconds.

Mourning

Mourning (Photo credit: Sister72)

Divi Logan, Nashville and Chicago, 2012.

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