storm – poems 2 die for

LEFT

before the storm came
we were all
Lamborghini and
Cabernet Sauvignon

apoplectic (not yet
apocalyptic) the Atlantic
Ocean emptied itself

tipped all its extreme troubles
out over our heads

leaving us baffled in the extreme
wondering what could have possessed
the Earth and its oceans
to turn that gang
so vindictive

the rain
battering us, batting
us down as if
an intensity close
to boiling
point was now being
exceeded

a head-scratcher for all
st least all those

with
heads left

thesell words you might
judiciously
elect to reject

channeled from
the glib mouth of one

whose head feels already
marked on Nature’s
list

currently wobbling, about
in next to no
time
experts sugges4

to lose all contact
with sensible sense

teeter on the brink and
then
so obviously fall

the weather comes
a volcano blows

climate changes
bringing
Vikings

brutal monsters
from.the North
in my genes
in my blood

and now
the rain

has gone
insne

my only hope
it is raining like this
across the globe

every soldier
drenched to
his her skin

unable
to function

the way I sometimes wish
they were always meant to be

SEED TO STORM

seed to
perfect storm

let us
consider
that dynamic

explosive this energy
in the million
volt zig-
zag of its release

Nazaré
Teahupoo

surf that water mountain
until it crashes into
a swirl
of demented foam

when the world breaks for us
against us

when storm
supercharges our
lives

go with that flow
at ultra velocities

       plug yourself in
what
      else can you
                   are you

supposed to do?

seed to
perfect storm

storm to perfect seed