Wednesday, 20 December 2017

Relentless weather:

Clouds gather, curious cows
push to the front…in the grey,
bright bursts of lightning,
father’s unexpected rage;
each anticipated and surprising.

Thunder stuck within the count;
each bared arm’s hair
mimicked a preying mantis;

rain fell…washer-women
dumped water on broken soil:

The garden,
that had wilted
suddenly found a jig,
leaf and twig
click their green heels…
a grave day survived.

Fallen fruit draws wasps,
lettuce quickly flowers,
tomatoes rot…

yet all will seed
for the sake of future possibility.

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