Poetry by Lekatt

[Leroy Kattein]

I thought I might post some of my poetry here, I like to write it, hope others enjoy it also. Starting off with one of my spiritual writings.

Rescued

I was hopeless, and could not be seen,
darkness swirled in shades of midnight green,
shattered, unable to make a sound,
I lay broken on the cold dark ground.

Someone had taught me all about you,
but I never really thought it true.
I was just too busy to believe,
to hurried to ask for a reprieve.

Then heard a soft voice, in kind words say,
“may I offer you my hand today.”
A lucent hand reached down for mine,
painfully I raised my hand to thine.

On the touch, a rush of healing light,
flowed through my body, lighting up the night.
Waves of brilliance covered my tortured soul
His compassionate love making me whole.

 

[Leroy Kattein]

In 2007 there was an ice storm in my city that left 250,000 homes without electric power. The worst ever. It took six days to get my power back on, some took over two weeks. Line crews came from many states to help.

Ice Storm of 2007

Rain descended into ice
and lay down upon the trees.
Coating their branches crystal
white, with an appallingly freeze.

Tree limbs swayed ‘neath the weight.
Moaning low in icy despair
yet layer on layer grew the ice
‘til the burden became too great.

Stooped low over frozen ground.
Branches at that angle strained.
Noble stance deformed to bow.
Soon the wood began to break.

Dreadful dissonance voices
from all sections of the town.
Pops, cracks, and loud crashes
as the icy wood came down.

Wood landed on the rooftops
and on the power lines too,
punching holes and snapping
lines spreading darkness through.

Cars smashed, tall fences cleaved.
Streets filled with fallen wood.
Roads blocked, street lights out,
Near panic quickly ensued.

Sirens sounded, emergency
vehicles thwarted by the wood
as tree crews cleared a path
before they could speed through.

During the night mayhem ruled
finally ceasing in the morn.
A vast city lay mangled
slowly crushed by icy storm.