Venturing out after a period of bad weather. |
I have been inside forever all the walls here are closing in winds howled like rabid wilder beasts rains and sleet pelted without mercy flooded parking lots are common as are the myriad back yards semi-basement apartments too displeasure water three feet deep So I like Noah’s dove go out for the first time after nature threw the tantrum as the weather chewed us up and spat the leaving all grieving is a second course to sup on later—let the sun full force warm cheeks that have grown pale I like the sound of whip-poor-will plus even dogs ‘round neighborhood as gentle breeze stirs dogwood tree I shake my restlessness from shoes it falls away like grits of sand to stretch my arms with verdant green ablaze in bloom ‘neath deep blue sky while on the lake the silver glints on waters nuzzled by the calm and everywhere an olive branch the peace of which a pleasing face assumes to wit is natures pose now that her angry phase is done while I inhale bouquet of rose and care not if her thorn is honed since gratitude stays overwhelmed by lighted glory from above 32 Lines Writer’s Cramp Winner 5-23-20 |