by Jan Keough
For a few days and more
The sky ricochets against us.
Wind drives rain drives water.
Appointments drop
Into the season’s urgency.
Rivers forget they are here
To enjoy.
Trees become obstacles
And not lawn ornaments.
Day/night unravels.
Power lines fail to deliver our
Refrigeration and entertainment as
We watch ourselves, watching ourselves.
Civilization and
Predictability washes away.
For most, today is bright and clear of worry
except in those return lines at some stores
where customers bring back batteries, flashlights,
bottles of water and bags of snacks
purchased for the now-dissolved
atmospheric intrusion
until the next time.
Jan Keough is a poet from New England and has published in various venues. She is also the co-founder of the Origami Poems Project which happily distributes micro-books of original poetry throughout the area.
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