Huddled in the downstairs closet
where he sat on hope
he pushed back a tree limb
and shoved open the door
He had a clear view of the sky
where the roof should have been
All of a sudden, he felt rain
The huge tree had fallen in
You hear how still it gets
not a leaf moving
The sky the weirdest gray
He heard a loud whoosh
Dad said, ‘There goes the roof’
Half-dozen pillows to protect their heads
Mementos turned crashing debris
from the house that used to be
Ruination around him complete
grotesquely curled by funnel force
like a giant came along and stepped
on his childhood home
Worried about his father’s rocking chair,
which had been in his family forever
sifting through the wreckage
they cut some trees out
and found it, unscathed
just like his parents, just like he
Voice cracking, he realized,
The Lord was looking out for us,

Today’s NaPoWriMo challenge: Find a news article, and to write a poem using (mostly, if not only) words from the article, You can repeat them, splice them, and rearrange them however you like.
I’ve used only words from today’s NBC news article, Tornado Survivor in Mayflower, Ark., by Tracy Conner

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