Thursday, April 10, 2014

Headline Poem 4/10/14 -- Grace

(Photo credit Michelle DeRusha) 

'Hottest year ever will soon grace headlines near you.' This line caught my eye, and led to me reading this article about a developing El Nino. I focused on the heat, possible coming rain, and the word grace.


Grace isn't something
you speak without living
like a song,
it doesn't exist
until it lives
inside a story
of its own

Grace is a silver crayon,
in a box of one,
a welcome rain after the hottest sun

When night falls,
to     a      dual
exhaustion      and      rage.

Your head hits the pillow.

Grace wins.
In the end,
grace wins.