forecasting
the peak of a
flash, we were
born from the power
of an event, not God's
giant eggbeater, sun shines
on the globe and it doesn't revolve
around myth, it revolves around science
and Evolution,
the microburst,
upside-down tornado
spreads out from all directions,
column of air behaves like pancake
batter poured onto a hot griddle, not God's
giant eggbeater,
lightning
strike, the
drama lies
within, attach
a wire to a kite
frame when it is
lightning and see
if God saves your ass.
Copyright Ms. Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist
Then he made a chicken
To resolve that orderly conundrum
He gave us finger lickin'
Patrick
Yes!
John
Namaste
TONY
a wire to a kite
frame when it is
lightning and see
if God saves your ass.
I have done just that and worse and yes God saved more than my ass.
Micki
Cool poetry, Sage.
Ciao,
Ragno Donna