Day 13-Church Bells-NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015

Church Bells

The church bells rang. 

Hymns were sung.

Brightly, colored Easter eggs

had been gathered

into baskets large and small.

Hams, brown sugared

and studded with cloves,

had been served up 

to adult filled dining tables.

Kids fed in the kitchen.

When plates were gone,

the dominoes appeared.

The floor was littered

with toy soldiers and doll houses.

Upright pianos tinkled notes

of "When Irish Eyes are Smiling",

or words sung from a new hymn,

"The Old Rugged Cross".

It was just about time

to make a sandwich

with the leftover meat

and Grandma's prize

winning rye bread,

when eight demons  

captured the wind and plowed

a path through the land

forty miles long, half a mile wide.

Not caring whether they swept

away Methodist or Baptist,

black or white,

young or old,

the tornadoes took

their lives and homes.

Friends, relatives, strangers died

while the tails of the devils 

dipped and rose over the town

leaving fear and destruction behind.

The water rose,

the temperatures descended.

The church bells were silent.

Our prompt for today is to write a poem from a 1913 headline. This is the 1913 storm of tornadoes that tore through Omaha, Nebraska. Follow the link for more information:http://www.rarenewspapers.com/view/568353

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