after the party
the wind stopped by late yesterday
brought something cool to drink
put on some light jazz
the elm started to loosen up
swaying her dark bark like a hula dancer
pretty soon the juniper and the peach took a turn
so the wind put on some rock and roll
turned up the bass
yelled let’s party
the laughing got loud and everybody talked at once
the live oaks threw their arms around each other’s necks
i love you man one said
i think i’m going to puke said the other
that’s when the redbud took off all her clothes and
jumped in the pool
this morning a blue raft and a huge brown umbrella are
sleeping it off in the yard
other than that everybody’s acting all natural like
nothing happened, like they’ve agreed to keep the party a secret
an airplane drones over
but the chime is singing it in the
key of g
Inspired by my poet-friend, Robert Okaji’s post today, I decided to follow suit and post something “rainy” and fun.
This piece first appeared in the Texas Poetry Calendar 2012 for the month of March.
My heart goes out to all those who have suffered loss, inconvenience and fear because of hurricane Harvey. May you know comfort and peace.
photo credit: Alan Levine via Creative Commons. Public domain.
d. ellis phelps is the author of Making Room for George, (Moon Shadow Sanctuary, 2016) and of this blog.