Hundreds of homeless are in shock from the barrage of tornadoes that rained on Central Illinois. This news prompted me to appreciate that I have a room to sleep in tonight.
I appreciate the bed, the light, the window, the home that it is in. I appreciate the weather here, the cool weather in South Florida, where hurricanes have hit before but are not hitting like those Illinois Tornado Blues.
Homeless neighborhoods lay vacant from a one-minute gust of wind and people succumbed to the force of that wind on that day. Whisked away by a breeze the size of a building risen to devastate a century of lifestyles in recovery.
The last wave from a gust of wind that stretched from Illinois to Typhoon Haiyan in Central Philippines where thousands died from a gust of wind. Poof and they are ancestors driven out by a tidal wave that ripped the islands with The Typhoon Blues.
Oh, winds and rain in dark of night arresting all their belongings and kin. We can pray and that says we still have life to make anew all the dreams we thought we had made come true. Oh, Blues. The Tornado and Typhoon Blues. ~ Diva JC
Author Henry Mosquera said “I find composing (composting?) a worthwhile thought in the span of 140 characters to be a mostly pointless exercise, the writerly equivalent of being sewn into a sleeping bag with a flashlight and the Dummy’s Guide to Semaphore.”
However, I’m sure some people tweeted words and images of what they were experiencing during the Illinois Tornadoes on November 17, 2013.