Sunday, September 19, 2010

Poetry Bus Ride - Hurricane Season

I discovered Poetry Bus, hosted this week by Delusions of Adequacy. Might be just the thing to get me writing again! I'll fall back on a pre-written poem for this week's theme: weddings. I'll fall back even further and add "anniversary" to the wedding theme:

Hurricane Season

(To My Husband on the Occasion of Our 29th Wedding Anniversary)

About the time the last spiral bands

Of Georges fade from the sky

We’ll set our own path

You and I

As we approach a common attitude

At a latitude and longitude

Of twenty-nine

All the time continuing

Slowly to the north

And west

Toward thirty

As always

Our divergent paths

Track at different speeds

And varied intensities

With diverse priorities

The only commonality

The uncanny calm

Found within our eyes

The ability to see beyond our storms

Enough respect to weather our differences

A capacity to withstand destructive elements

For those who speculate upon our strength

Our potential for landfall

Our ability to endure

We say

Buy Spam

Cynthia Ann Conciatu 1998


steviewren said...

If I'd only known that Spam would solve my marital problems, I would have invested in the company.

Yes, need to write again!

Niamh B said...

great stuff!!

Have never had the glorious spam in reality, but have heard plenty about it.

Peter Goulding said...

Oh-ho-ho! What an amazing ending, so unexpected. Impossible to hear the word Spam without seeing Terry Jones in drag.

Helen said...

Loved this poem ... I have taken direct hits from Hurricanes Charlie, Francis and Jeanne in 2004 ... know all about those hurricane seasons ~ and how they can relate to marriage.

Debby said...

LOL. Muse. You must come back to us.

Totalfeckineejit said...

I didn't see the spam coming.But then no one does, do they!Good poem!

Jinksy said...

I must go buy me a tin! Though I've no other half left, so perhaps this is not the answer. LOL :)