An early start - not easily justified when its 2:00 am,
except in the way sleep was decried by an extreme
evening’s anarchic humidity - about then it came to
a head when unease thunderously breached, & the
dreadful, piece-meal dreams detonated - becoming
a reality awakening into this storm’s articulation; &
That seemed to accede some relief from excessive
heat, least th’ promise of rain would provide aspirin
to its consummate vulgarity - if it accompanied this
eloquent band, it didn’t - coming as no surprise, an
expert sequencing; & instead, our satellite internet
weather-radar service died the predictable death
Having been there we know its a sign of blindness
needing redress through adequate preparedness -
if y’ think it can happen it’ll bless you time ’n again,
thus the message’s a positive, its likely rain will be
on about midday when the heat’s at its worst; time
then to catch that poppa-nap you glibly parlay
And who knows, perhaps this surfeit of disquieting
primeval heat will pack up & leave because its not
winning congenial applause unconditionally …
© 7 December 2016, I. D. Carswell
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