Friday, August 22, 2014

Flash floods

The flash floods must be somewhere else.  Maybe I will find them on the way to the workshop I will attend today.  Just to be sure, I plan to drive the high roads.  

At 4 AM
The warning signal
On the phone
Announced flash floods
Until 8:30 AM.
In the sun
Of 7:45
The only sign
Of excess water
Hangs on the windows,
The cold inside
Pairs with the humidity
They dance together.
We can see little else
Through the glass
Just the possibility
Of flash floods
For the next minutes,
The sun through rivulets
Running down the pane.

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