The second week in January has been sort of rough in southeast Louisiana. We are water and that is what we are! Lakes, rivers, streams, canals, creeks, the Gulf, and the list goes on. Add a week of rain non-stop and everything becomes soaked, even you, if you live here that is.

Several other areas are also affected by the storm, and this is a very dangerous disaster.

Mother Nature is a poem about losing everything you have is a disaster.

A true story about living in southern Spain when flash floods devastated the area.

A poem about the rain.

A free verse about how the writer suffered emotional torture, and then the worst monsoon came and flash floods nearly drowned their house, making her realize that she should fear the one true God, and not evil…for evil never wins no matter what.

These days, the weather seems to go from one extreme to the other. Where has the balance gone?

Yes, rain is absolutely vital. However, too much too soon can leave communities with no shelter and no food.

There are no what are called natural disasters, which we have to watch and look for. In spring there are floods and in summer there are fires. In winter is the cold.

Just part of my writings
Please read and tell me what you think this is.