I almost forgot last night’s
storm, blinded by radiant
streams of sun bursting
from a breach of clustering,
cumulus billows, remnants
of a tempest not content
to blow over lightly, swelling
instead into her next fit
of fury…I almost forgot
how crazed you were,
even your smile cannot
span the breach between
us…not yet…maybe never.

-kat – 6 April 2017
(NaPoWriMo 2017 – Optional Prompt – “Write about different ways of looking at something.” I decided to tackle the challenge in on poem.)