Poems

Downed Power Lines

The wind is up – and the spirits and whisperings of the past are up with them – ‘everybody’s talking’ as they say…

Wind is up and there isn’t any question what direction it is blowing – no ones asking – ocean’s playing –

wind is up.

For a few days now – wind is up –

One night the sparks were flyin’ – a shimmer of star like streaming into the ocean atmosphere – rising up off the lines and humming – a veritable singing – up into the darkness – out of here –

we called the local power crew and they came and investigated – and mitigated – it no longer appears –

and recalled earlier days – in high winds and wet ground – rainy season climes – where downed power lines

Cost a life if you but step upon the ground –

no one’s sure how far away – but anywhere around –

Wind is up – and all the spirits singing –

but if down powerlines they’re bringing –

stay off the ground.

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