Sunday, October 9, 2011

Just In Case

I set the bush on fire
and watched it burn
right down to dirt,
but not a word

was spoken.

I watched the clouds suck smoke
and choke,
turn black and spit back
wind,
but not a drop

of rain ever fell.

Still,
I keep collecting boards and nails
and wearing walking shoes
just in case.

9 comments:

Fireblossom said...

You're so old school, MZ. I think He's on Facebook or Twitter or something, now. Go there and friend Him. He'll write something on your wall.

Caty said...

well, it never hurts to be prepared...just in case :)

hedgewitch said...

Really like this one--second stanza really rolls off the tongue, and the imagery and language in the first excellent. (I like the end, too.)

Sylvia K said...

Ah, always be prepared -- for whatever! Great one as always, MZ! Hope your week goes well!

Sylvia

kaykuala said...

MZ, if there's no response just give time, it'll heal. Being prepared is maturity!

Hank

Harshad mehta said...

ya, just in case...
I know this.

Suzy Q said...

Me too :)

Fred said...

Wonderful write. Love the flow. The was spoken and of rain ever fell lines, all by their lonesome, was a highlight for me, but I love looking at how pieces are put together- very nice Mama. very nice indeed.

ayala said...

Nice write, MZ. :)