Climate's Moods
And she laughs away, huffing snowstorm
across icy clouds, then leaving me surprised
in a furnace of heat: though I am annoyed
by her impulsive moods-- rainy, sun- kissed , volcanic--
my exasperation has no force against
this woman’s elemental power.
Pithy Pants 2 Contest of Maureen Mc Greavy
2/15/2019
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2019
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