May 2011 Witch Weather

fwtho:
painted water

From whence we came
and whence we go,
ever aware of
cruel water's flow.

urban poet:
"I came like Water and like Wind I go."

by flood or by tornado
we lose the world we know
and watch the news
new homes to choose
not knowing where to go

fwtho:
painted water

"sixty-four feet she'll come
raising to the floor"
we pack our things, our harps and rings,
then, neatly lock the door.

urban poet:
painful water

the good lord willing and the creeks don't rise
mississippi river wider than the skies
open the levee and save the city
cajun people get no pity