A Regular Storm

Rolling sky blast beatsLead by taiko clatters and strikes–

Flashes of spot lights

Reveal white, gray, blackened shades

While a deluge cascades

Fat droplets through live oaks.

Cooper Hall, USF, Florida

Monotone sound waves

Bombard the inner drum;

Idle chatter is birdsong

That lightens the mood.

Haunting Crow Calls

Distant crow calls-
Haunting reminders of the winter
Just around the corner.

Snowed in is not the issue-
Big chills down south
Equals death to sub tropical natives.

Black ice is hardly seen-
Drivers slip and slide any ways
On puddles after a good rain.

Snow birds fly on down-
To enjoy the sun, block up the roads
Like more than a few’s noses.

Florida’s Song

Florida sings her song

of bright flashes

and booming claps. Percussive

tapping–a distinctive rhythm

as some run for cover

and others slurp up the gift.

Short USA Poem: Florida

Carpets of emerald

Dance with the breeze

Crowned towering sentinels

Conceal bustling life within

Speaks of Rain

Locusts devour as
Cicadas sing their song.

Low rumbling
Speaks of rain

Chatter all around
From birds up high.

Can you hear
Florida coming alive?

From the sky

This poem came about in quite a comical way. I was sitting on a bench at one of the gazebos between the Fine Arts building and the Natural and Environment Sciences building writing a separate poem, when something brown fell directly onto the book I was writing in. I was so startled by this little guy’s drop onto my book, I almost screamed. 😀 After a few seconds, I realized that it was only a gecko and that he was probably more afraid of me than I had a right to be of him. The funny thing is that I think that all lizards, snakes, turtles and amphibians are very cool, a little weird I know, but then again, I probably should hate all Cane Toads (marine toads, bufo marinus) as the poison from one ended up killing one of my dogs. The thing is: I don’t look at it’s introduction to Florida as its fault. As a result, I can’t bring myself to hate a species that humans let loose such as the Cane Toad.

Well…. that was a little off subject. Any way, from being freaked out by a little lizard relative like a super preppy girl came a surge of inspiration to write this poem.