Ant Skunk Opossum

So far the winter here is crazy wet.
Reports about La Niña have gone mute.
Like seasons of my youth I don’t forget,
the storms arrive in waves from a commute
Alaska sent, Hawaii made. The threat
of parked high pressure’s this month destitute.
It’s likely nests and dens now overflow,
for neither ants nor skunks will stay below.

(Ottava Rima)

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