I wrote this short poem just after the Tsunami hit back in 2005. As we've just passed the fourth anniversary, I thought it was appropriate to post it here. Whether it's about Tsunamis or Earthquakes, the words still fit.



Mike O’Hare

Claim me not yon winter’s tide
Your wrath cuts sway yet does not hide
The palm bends nigh as I embrace its girth
Its roots hold fast beneath the earth

I cling for life at rooftop height
The stars begin to show the night
Daytime comes, the sky still blue
My brothers flow to pastures new

The task ahead is to reason not
I descend the palm, its leaves aflot
No time to grieve, nor tears to spill
For those who live do feel the chill

The time has come to reflect
And ask why death did thus reject
I had the chance to leave this plane
And find my brothers once again

Instead I start a life anew
With heavy heart and friends afew
A second chance to see the light
And bid yon winter’s tide goodnight

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Comment by barbara l. harrison on February 4, 2010 at 6:27pm
dear mike thank you for sharing that beautiful poem you must be a kind and peaceful kind of guy i am glad you are my friend love barb and fritz
Comment by David Gould on February 4, 2010 at 2:21am
I am so glad you did share these wonderful words with us...please also post them on my Peace Poetry group. They deserve a wider audience.

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