Shisa said I ought to work on this one. ......but all I ever had was the one line and that from E. Just retuned from his brother-in-law's funeral.. the first of our set to go, that is siblings and their spouses. Felt strange. the line came back to me and this resulted. I know it is not up to snuff I haven't sritten a word i over two years but here goes anyway.
Storm Stories
The last time we were here-
in early March
a sudden cold snap with rain
crunched into an ice storm
I remember a woman at the hotel-
a woman from Maine who complained
I thought Texas was supposed to be hot.
Well, climate has a way of not honoring
what is supposed to be
That is the very definition of a storm
Okay, but stop right there
No one wants to hear your storm stories
They’re just waiting for you to shut up
so they can tell you their own
I know that is true-
have observed how they glance away
No one wants to hear how cold
or hot
or wet
or windy
life can get
Or that a man can die
six months after getting a doctor’s vote
of confidence
three days before his grandchild is born
and how it is supposed to be
does’nt matter at all
Storms will out-
trees fall
through your roof
and ice in March can shut down
freeways
even if you haven’t thought
to wear a proper coat
