Aftermath of the Storm

Aftermath Of The Storm i was keeping watch over the loveliness of my flowers three in a row until the imposition of falling logs unnecessarily brawn nature’s jocularity unbecoming of oak my diurnal attention disturbed by ash yet one ruddy plant lipstick smeared a sunshine smile shoulders steady my calla lily penetrated by careless flotsam Verbena deeply impacted her flowers have passed no medics just me as casualty branches pile up and the chainsaw chopper roars 7/2/2018