by Earl J. Wilcox
Sudden summer thunderstorm cadences
march in like invading armies, push
aside resistance from ballgames, equestrians
jumping over latticed fences, placid
summer scenes forced to become quixotic.
Threatening, dark clouds overwhelm
skies, dominate landscapes, send crushing,
cascading lightening, hail, and rain.
Summertime living is not always easy,
despite jumping catfish, high cotton,
rich daddies and good looking mamas.
Earl J. Wilcox writes about aging, baseball, literary icons, politics, and southern culture. His work appears in more than two dozen journals; he has contributed 36 poems to the New Verse News.
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