In the course of
human relations, there are lazy, easy summer days.
Quick and loud cloudburst
with silver linings,
But when the eddies
begin to rise and swirl,
Spinning trash,
Blowing dust in my eyes,
Threaten to leave me
Like a plastic
shopping bag
Snared in the high
branches,
Shredded.
It is time to click
my heels together
Three times.
I will not,
Be caught,
In your,
Vortex.
ditto! too much of this kind of stuff blowin about. should be banned dont you think. typing one handed cos old cat decided to drape himself over left arm.
ReplyDeleteI dread seeing the spring cleanup we will have to do...the wind has been fierce here a few times lately too!
ReplyDeleteGood for you. Hoping this whirlwind blows away without causing too much damage to those who choose to get caught up in it. Keep clicking those heels!
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