It's Still Life

Be Prepared …

There’s a hurricane in that house.
Two sisters hunkered down,
they know the slippery slope,
the long tail of these storms.

Words gone, wounds reappearing.

Their mother thinks she can
walk on water, like Jesus –
she goes to church on Sundays,
sometimes Tuesdays, too, and

while one sister watches sunrises,
the other says she’ll conjure
loaves of bread. Like Jesus did.
And that sister prepares herself

for what’s to come.

Written for PAD (poem-a-day challenge) Day 19 “Prepared and/or Unprepared” Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2024.