Season of Michael

Storms Bring the World Into Focus

This poem is entered in "The Writer's Cramp" 


And then the rains came
the water filled the street and every
depression imaginable
trees willfully crashing down

Violent echoes of erroneous forecasting
we live in the aftermath
after the focus was on some judge's whatever
thirty some years ago

The prognosticators did us no favors
the politicians won't save us
our power may go out and the generators get to work
but we have a glorious fall day to consider

For Floridians it wasn't worth it
this day of devastation
but we get the leaves falling and that crisp air
Remembering Octobers in years past

They seemed more beautiful somehow,
not based on the suffering of some
that Thursday in autumn
when the storm changed everything

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