One photo
Frantically collected
From the poised and piled
As tornado warnings proceed
The sirens repeat
One photo
Treasured among smiles, scattered
Corners curled and tattered
Taken before digital days
This face, irreplaceable
One photo
Made of thirty six Christmases
And one million memories
Warmed in the palm of my hand
Rain quickens, pelting against windows
One photo
Could easily take flight tonight
Trailing the tempest
Clutching you closer to my heart
Stay with me in this storm
My brother
Written for Sarah’s Poetic prompt, “Mindfulness and Poetry” where she has asked us to choose a small object that could fit in the palm of our hand. Explore it, write freely about it and form a poem. In light of recent devastation northeast of here, we were under serious tornado warnings in my area tonight. I scrambled to choose “what is important” and take it to the basement. Easier said than done. Thankfully, what could have been, never was. We are all safe and sound.