Poem: Instead

Instead

There are supposed to be storms,
but here you are with blue sky and flowers instead.
So color me pagan
and watch me dance,
firelight optional.

About this poem

Partially about the no-show hurricane that never seemed to make it to Vermont. Partially about every good day when I don’t expect a good day. Like today for instance.

Boogaloo, Shingaling,

Tom

PS – The picture was taken locally, this past spring.

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