Disastrous


When a forest fire happens, then an inch of rain comes through we get a flash food. This is the area nine people perished in a flash flood. The first picture the water is about one foot wide. The box canyon is about 25 foot drop. If you have seen the video of a black debris wave, that was almost 1/2 mile and 2 feet deep. Then it came here at 40 mph. A place with no storm clouds or rain. 14 people in one family spending one afternoon in the water. Nine are gone, one still missing. Ten miles from my home in a place that’s normally peaceful and calm.

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After the fire

After the fire only ash remains 

Curled grey fingerprints that hint 

Solid things of matter gone 

Fragile soul made of burnt dust 

Dissolving by touch or breeze 

Heat long escaped beyond  

Embers that glowed red lond dead 

Shatter debris in blacks and browns 

Long past reach of the inferno 

In the cool air smoke scents lightly

Smell alone gives afterlife

The fuel spent 

The glory snuffed out 

After the fire, only ash remains

Misty Morning

Glistening grass blankets 

Bird song choruses fill the air 

Breezes gentle and cool dance 

Lazy warm Sun rises

Golden rays stretching out 

Bunnies dart place to place 

A world spilling forth follows 

Puffy clouds slowly meander 

Noises begin to carry 

Peace valiantly holds firm 

Til the mist of morning drifts away 

Tomorrow it will be back 

Someday’s it seems too long to wait

Mist of Dreams

Mist of my dreams swirl

Spinning like a kaleidoscope 

Am I looking back

Like the stats in telescope

Or forward in Crystal ball

Happy blue skies pave paths

Tall trees throw twisted shadows 

Nothing is as it seems 

Everything is exactly as it appears 

Lines of sight tug gently 

Filaments of thoughts resist 

Delightful mess spills across fantasy 

Which parts will I miss?

Which parts to cling to? 

Time slides through hidden hourglass

Slowly I realize what never was

Has always been waiting with what was