Monday, September 10, 2007
by Roland R. Ruiz - San Antonio, Texas
In honor of the second anniversary of the Hurricane Katrina tragedy.
As I look upon the spot I left, just two years ago this month
I see the emptiness before my eyes, and not much has changed at all
A Hurricane named Katrina paid a visit that fateful day
She brought much death, with destruction to those who stayed, and prayed
I was one of many, who decided to leave in haste
For I have seen all this before, in the savage winds of Mother Nature
Her fury, contains no mercy, for those who decide to stay
Leaving all behind, we sought a safer haven, than the one we left that day
With my children, and only memories, we drove from New Orleans in tears
Before the storm came ashore, and raped the city we loved
Now two years have passed, and so much remains the same
The politicians say a great deal, they all mean so well
But just look around, in between the streets, only the dreams remain
Of what this city once was, and now will never be
Running to find the end of the rainbow.
Running to find that shaft glory--to be bathed in light.
Bearing the soul to the divine.
Seeking rest, surcease and cleansing all at once.
Faith like a waterfall--full, abundant and never ceasing.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
by Karla Dorman - Burleson, Texas
The old songs
sing the pain
I have seen lately,
path on my
face in wrinkled lines
of writing ...
of life you can read.
You know the
well as I do and
sing along ...
our tears flow
together and flow
by Karla Dorman - Burleson, TX
dare i celebrate
(in true mardi gras style),
while others wait
in deepenin shades of sorrow?
(second lines of hot/
watch the music leave
the quarter they sang about,
notes of purple/green/
yellow abandonin the
city they once loved,
wonderin if they'll have a
home to go home to.)
and all i can do
is sit in air conditioned
comfort, writin sad
poems of my own traumas
that i'm goin through
(worries about friends and if
they are all okay,
wonderin if they made it) ...
concerns that mean NUTHIN to
those singin the blues
in cesspools of violence --
talk about selfish
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
On January 28, 2007, Hellicane founder PodPoet gave a presentation on Hellicane and cause-based poetry podcasting in a very unique forum. Here is a picture from the event (PodPoet is the tiny guy on stage in a yellow shirt) and a report from one of those in attendance:
PodPoet Clinquant explains the evolution of his Hellicane website, where people submit poems about the hurricanes of 2005. He explains about caused-based poetry websites and how they help with social expression / action and gives some examples of how we can do it. Hellicane started out with just his poem; then he opened it up to allow others to post poems. Later it was turned into a podcast. It’s become a large community. Submitted by Dedric Mauriac