Poem about Joplin Tornado

I am proud of my altruistic children (and ex) though they have succeeded in making me feel like a selfish slob again. My son wanted to go down to Joplin and help. He made connections with people he knows who live near there, then contacted a church in Joplin helping with relief efforts. The three of them then went down and worked all weekend. Some of the time they helped parcel out relief supplies and this morning they cleared debris. This poem is based on what they told me of events on the ground.

Since I am house-sitting I couldn’t have gone, but still….

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Joplin, Missouri

May, 2011

A brown, barren swath
lay silent, no leaves
on what remained of trees.

Tumbled,
shredded homes
stirred with a stick
by a roaring god
spread limitless
in all directions.

Once again wilderness,
no street sign told the three
this was Alabama Avenue

as they sorted
through debris,
moving forward
twenty paces
in four hours.

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6 thoughts on “Poem about Joplin Tornado

  1. great.
    “The tumbled,
    shredded homes
    stirred with a stick
    by a roaring god
    spread limitless
    in all directions.” – totally matches the pics on tv.

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