Friday, March 17, 2006


Window of flooded House, New Orleans 3/2006

Shattered lives
and shattered dreams.
Shuttered windows
and torn up screens.
Close your eyes
and remember the days
when children played
on Esplanade.
Hear the street car and
see the lights, as you pass
Mandina’s way past midnight.
The smell of horses
The sound of Jazz
Plays in my mind
after Christmas passes.
The familiar faces of strangers
around town
are now gone and may
never be found.
The sadness I feel,
I cannot speak. Its
in my eyes , I feel
Like a freak!
I’m not alone,
most of us aren’t but
it sometimes feels like
my town is now haunted.


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