“The Storm” – Day 14 of National Poetry Month

The hurricane has crossed the street. The hurricane has crossed the street. He doesn’t look both ways. He stomps his awful feet. The hurricane has crossed the street. The hurricane is down the block. He’s moving closer up the block. We watch the windows, Check that all the doors are locked. The hurricane comes quickly … Continue reading “The Storm” – Day 14 of National Poetry Month

“Outside the House” – Day 5 of National Poetry Month

The path of bricks covered in dirt Beneath the bush beside our house Which stood on the left hand of town Never experienced love The iris garden less than twenty feet away Bloomed once a year and often Died before its life began Thanks to early warmth and a late freeze A tree in our … Continue reading “Outside the House” – Day 5 of National Poetry Month