stormy weather

they say lightning never strikes the same place twice
but what if white light wakes you up every morning
and sometimes it thunders in the dead cave of winter

but the moon
rises up through the trees
even when frozen

and silt settles on everything
after a flood
concealing what lies
beneath a smooth surface

and magic makes no sense
but neither does reality

the miracle is that any tree survives

holding out bare branches
in forever expectation
of life going on

just the way it does

even uprooted

even split wide open

even silenced by
a lack

of wind

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2 Responses to “stormy weather”

  • brian miller Says:
    January 6th, 2015 at 1:34 pm

    really like that middle section…the pondering how any survive…and their holding out their arms in forever expectation….what an image…

    happy new year to you…smiles.

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  • grapeling Says:
    January 10th, 2015 at 1:26 pm

    the third stanza elicits in me a strong response. i often wonder about magic, if it’s really just unknown science, like how streetlights seem to wink out when I drive by. ~

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