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Sandy stole my words. 
Desolation and despair 
triumphed
attempts at descriptive 
narrative 
paled in comparison
to the cold, desolate reality left 
behind.  

Humvees and police cars patrol 
debris clogged streets. 
Red and blue emergency lights 
strafe empty lots where homes 
once stood. 
Houses ripped apart, 
tilted, torn, gravity defying 
structures, 
now open vistas to the ocean, 
calm today 
that last night roared through 
and leveled homes 
and the playing field between 
the haves and have nots. 
How can water wreak havoc of 
this magnitude. 
Unprecedented wave heights 
on top of swells
went where they would, 
unbridled, uncaring natural 
force, 
mother nature raging, roaring 
not in spite 
but because she could, 
ran amok 
reminding us of her majesty, 
her power 
and the fact that 
there but for the grace of God 
we have been privileged to 
live.

I can't  be mad at the ocean.
It is my life blood. 
It courses through my veins, 
grounds me, embraces me 
unconditionally. 

Dark, grey afternoons settle on 
our town. 
Houses dark since she hit 
sit waiting for owners to make 
the next move. 
Restore the shore 
to what?  
Glory days of yesteryear 
surface in isolated pockets, 
quickly erased by scars that 
will never heal. 
Open wounds on a landscape 
trapped 
write it off as a once in a 
lifetime event 
or is Sandy the new norm. 

There is a zombie like feeling 
waiting in the wings. 
Vacant stares, shaking heads 
prevail. 
Unrestrained optimism battles 
resignation. 
Fool me once and it's on me, 
fool me twice, what then. 
This is my home, a living 
dream personified. 
Sleeping, waking, walking, 
loving living exactly where I 
dared to dream about so many 
years ago. 

Time is not healing. 
Each passing day another 
storm related issue.  
Another family lost everything. 
Everything.  
How do you get your arms 
around that. 
Where do these people go, 
How do you rebuild what was 
such a personal extension of 
your family history.
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