Greener Grass


That soft summer thunder

that is to you but an echoing rumble through the night,

but that you guess is hell within its striking path

– though uninstigated but by time and place –

it is actually some distant fireworks gone awry,

a burning industrial plant exploding,

a hungry racoon knocking a neighbor’s garbage pales down the driveway slope,

and a million other sounds you’ll never really know of;

except as long soft rumblings

over some darker skies.


2 thoughts on “Greener Grass

    • Thanks! I was actually writing the other night and thought I heard thunder in the far distance but knew that I couldn’t tell for sure. Got me thinking in relation to other things on my mind…

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