Out of the Blue
Aug 16 2008


The electrical storm
took-out the porch light,
wired for motion;
and the stainless steel pump,
underwater
underground.
It passed over in minutes
— out-of-the-blue,
a black cloud.
Then, oblivious
quickly moved on.

Now, strangers approach in darkness,
and the shadows taunt
shape-shifting all night long.
And rivers of cold black water
flow free,
bursting through cracks in the earth
a hundred feet down.
And, for an instant
the power of an atom bomb
lit right through me;
as transparent as X-rays,
lighting me up.

I feel exposed, now.
The summer sky
unpredictable.
And all my illusions
that all will be well,
no longer enough.