Best Solecisms Poems

Wild Fires of Tehama County

~ A rage ignites the azure mountain sky
as affirmations crumble with resent,
your ashes weep, then settle in a sigh
still mourning from their sorrowing descent.
   Your essence fills the black mephitic plumes 
with vile portentous clouds of seared despise, 
and, through the dust, annihilation looms,
for all that stood before fell in demise.
  Tehama, you lay scorched within the thrall
that torched all hope within the western staid,
so laud the day those tears from heaven fall
to drown the solecisms that were made. 
   As cinders cool to coals of charred dismay,
     the wind filled billows carry you away.

Thoughts of California
9-26-2020