In Your Own Words: ‘Tornado Drill’
Those of us writing through Dave Malone’s Tornado Drill for my 3-week course In Your Own Words are sharing poems.
Here’s mine for session 1, written after a hailstorm in May 2013.
Lord knows a storms gotta break sometime
It knows when it’s needed
when sorrows can’t cloud up one moment more
and you set there on the porch
prayin’ you at least get some rain
outta this thing, dang it
cuz so far it’s just thunder
lightnin’ lightin up the sky.
Looks like the trees are lyin’ to you.
Till all hail breaks loose.
like someone’s hurlin’
baseballs golfballs grapefruit oranges
every size of round right at you.
live oak branches litter streets,
car windows all busted out, skylights
broken but all anyone can talk about
is how all that pollen’s gone –
Sky’s not even yellow.
C’mon out, y’all
– Megan Willome