Hundo | Boundary | Poetry? | Storms
A Storm’s Comin’
Preparation doesn’t prevent but can limit damage
2 min readOct 24, 2023
A storm’s comin’
You can feel it
In the wind
In the air
You can taste it
An acrid taste
A little sour
Maybe sweet
It doesn’t matter
Storm’s comin’
You live on a bay
Calm, placid, safe
Storms disrupt
Calm vanishes
Waves crash, wind billows
Disruption pervades
It’s only a storm
Storms pass regularly
Close the storm gates
Batten the hatches
Attending to boundaries
Is how you keep safe
Around the tranquil bay
Storm walls protect
