Monday, February 4, 2013

"Black Sunday" (April 14,1935)



“Black Sunday”
(April 14, 1935)
By
Lisa A.Williams


From the dust
 lives were changed-


Vengeful wind swathed
 their world
  in earthen ash-

Dawn became
dusk,
blinding
 views of sun
and sky.

The taste of earth
 upon  tongues
speechless
in  hunger.

A grieving land
parched and unforgiving-
as they watched each other
grow thin from want.


So thirsty
they begged for rains
who refused to christen
the dry earth.

So much was gone
but not faith.

They knew heaven
would eventually hear
and she would cry
                                                                        for their loss.

4 comments:

  1. Wow! Vivid imagery! This ' The taste of earth
    upon tongues
    speechless
    in hunger.

    A grieving land
    parched and unforgiving-
    as they watched each other
    grow thin from want.' !

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  2. Thank you! I have wanted to write about the Dust Bowl for a very long time and decided today was the day. Really appreciate you taking the time to visit my blog.

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  3. Wow. This is awesome Lisa. I got chills. You should submit this somewhere.

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  4. Thank you, Jennifer. This has always been a part of history that has really affected me. I read the Grapes of Wrath years ago, simply wonderful how Steinbeck described the suffering people endured during those times.

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