Category Archives: Weather

Ant Visit

The tiny ants that visit every yearcan easily be crushed with fingertip.December weather makes them show up here,but I don’t see a trail or find the source.They don’t make me acquire killing gearor poison pots – they’re simply not that … Continue reading →

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No Rain Huitain

I will not take responsibilityfor travesties I lobbied to prevent.And I can’t let this weather bother me –I have no power over what we’re sent.I saw the future and our sure torment.The facts were stronger than your fond belief.But though … Continue reading →

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Limbs and Leaves

The noise of wind awoke me late last night,exhaling harsh and analog above.I heard at times the clunk of branches, rightoutside my door, as autumn gave a shoveto limbs and leaves migrating to the ground,without a forecast warning. That’s okay … Continue reading →

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Persimmon

Persimmon leaves turndownward and to shades of blaze,fall-ready to fall.

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What Went Wrong

The realtor aimed to cover up some dirt.The stager eyed that side yard and agreed.They figured packing sand there wouldn’t hurt(as if they thought, when thought would just impedetheir superficial sugar-coating need).They hired brawn to cart and tamp the sand.They … Continue reading →

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October Over

October overnight leaves evidence of raintoo soft to be heard.

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Rest Fail

My arm received the needles yesterday –the Pfizer 3rd and too the flu vaccine –and I arranged today for ease; I’d stayat home. So went my plan till 12:15,but then I wanted streets to intervene.I threw on clothes and ambled … Continue reading →

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I Wait for Rain

I wait for rain as if it were a guestinvited to my home to share the bestprovisions from my cabinet and mind,as if it were the company I findmost likely to remind me that I’m blessed. I’ve always wanted rain … Continue reading →

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The Storm of October

I recollect anxiety, as rainI loved came down too hard and long to drain,but that was when I lived beside a creek.This landlocked cottage doesn’t have a leak,so I prepared to like a record drench,except a neighbor’s looking for a … Continue reading →

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Chill

I turned the heaters on the other day –the bathroom felt too chill at 8 a.m.And later, when the sky grew black from gray,I fired up the furnace. Using thembefore November isn’t often done.I’m California-proud and try to dowith heat … Continue reading →

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