Short horror story of wierd happenings in New Orleans after the hurricane.

Poem for Shirley Harrison.

When Mother Mary Comes.

On August 18, 2005, Hurricane Katrina put the city of New Orleans in ruins.

My Katrina story.

This is a memoir of what I went through in the few weeks after Hurricane Katrina.

Anguished Katrina tale from within…

Some retrospections about a mother and daughter, who faced the hard knocks of life together and overcame it.

I can only imagine what Hurricane Katrina was like, so this probably doesn’t give its full disaster justice.

I wrote this Poem while thinking about all the Lost Folks in New Orleans about to be hit by a Hurricane. I thought of this in two ways. One the regrets of a Damned Lost Sad I, In Other words what if a person, nation etc. who finds themselves Lost. Then I began to think of myself as a Christian accountable for not telling the world about Jesus. About the sad state of accountability before God as a watchmen who fell asleep or worse yet, one who saw the enemy coming and did nothing.