Memory Tree

My memories are housed in a backlit tree
A few branches almost as bright as day
Details dangle on the leaves and
Murmur in the background

The tree shrinks some memories so small
Its trunk conceals them in its woody crevices
Where no light reaches

The farthest twigs hold on to my distant past
Out of my reach, forever

A backlit tree at night

Tree full of memories

NaPoWriMo Day 15

All Hail

A storm came through this morning; the leading edge just after 7:00 a.m. (It inspired my poem for today, No Escape.) Temperatures dropped 30 degrees and the wind was fierce. A little after 10:00 a.m., the rain started. And then the hail.

Unfortunately for me, I was driving through the hail storm. The impact sounded like gun shots. There was no place for me to take cover. I really thought my windshield was in danger of breaking, the hail was coming down with such force. There was so much of it, the roads were totally covered in white.

This is the only photo I took, when we stopped for lunch about an hour after the hail storm ended.

Hail on the doorstep

Hail and more hail

Right On Time

Overslept
Long lines at the gas pump
Freight train stopped on the tracks
Empty slots on the grocery store shelves

A day of deep sighs
Teeth gnashing, nose crinkling

A sunset with clouds

Sherbet in the sky

At dusk, I refill the hummingbird feeder
As it lurks on the fence
I turn to its chirps to explain my lateness
And realize I was wrong all along

The swirling, sherbet sunset awaits, as promised
The sunrise had greeted me and will do so again
The day was right on time

NaPoWriMo Day 13