Crawling Out From Under Partly Cloudy
Outside the tempest storms—wild West Texas:
Thunder and lightning, wind and rain,
Pea size hail, golf ball size hail, softball size hail,
And TV touted tornado.
After a forever feeling—
Angry attack of the elements is repelled.
Sprinkling straggler raindrops
Pepper peeled, ragged roof remains.
Final rolling thunder-guns
Fire in the distance.
Is it over for the night?
Sam will tell you on KTAB 32
After a word from our sponsor,
If you still have electricity
If you still have a house
If you’re still alive.
Now truly! Our favoring God choice
Again has regained control.
Preserving our and His
Little pseudo-religious community
Save a sacrificial bit of sinful materialism.
We indeed praise the grace of Jesus.
by Jim Wilson
Annihilation
I smashed them flat.
Sixteen, single family homes
Built and cared for by single moms.
Bulldozed with the children in them
Off the face of the earth
No trace remains.
No strip retail plans
No high rise condos coming,
They were just ugly.
Red earth, dirt dobber nests
On white Austin limestone walls,
They were just ugly.
They had to go.
No real substantial reason
Just a human being human.
by Jim Wilson
Cenizo
Third Quarter 2016
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