Here are a couple of poems from this week. The first one refers to the fact that we got the electrical box upgraded at our house. Imagine the electron party going on here now, 24 hours a day! The second one, well, I like the word “liqueur” – and look where it took me.
Shadorma 401
upgraded
electricity
at our house
now we have
woken-up wires and light bulbs
glowing like small suns
5/6/22
What It Is That Is Coming For You
Its flowers have a
moldy cherrylike flavor
Its scruffy petals
drip their bewitching liqueur
on susceptible tongues. Thus
the faint rumbling threat
heard in the warm vast distance
creeps and lags until
Now! it howls, and it takes you –
Strikes the gullible you dead.
tanka chain
5/6/22
Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
Yikes! Deadly, I just hope it doesn’t come for me!
As in all storm systems of all kinds, stay low to the ground, that is what I was taught back in my childhood!
Yikes–I hope it stays away, but meanwhile I can see the glow at your house! š
You bet. A lot of power surging no longer going on, thank goodness, or blowing out circuits! Just that glow…
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