Hurricane Honey Spell

a recipe poem

Hurricane Honey Spell

On a cloudy day
find a black mangrove tree.
They live at the border
of mud and blue sea.

Scrape its excreted salt
from the leaves
and with gravity
stir into some honey.

Thank Grandfather Tree.

Remember the storm's
deafening crescendo,
shattered windows, rattled doors,
roofs laid bare.
Recall morning bird song.

Thank Grandmother Sky.

Stir in some saffron threads
to electrify the mix.

Take daily.
Pray for Puerto Rico.