The challenge words for this week’s poetry challenge are “character and wild.” I used tempestuous for character, and howling for wild.
Here in Arizona, the weather forecasters speak of “the monsoon season” and the destruction it sometimes wrecks across Phoenix and Maricopa County.
“Not to worry,” I said. We’ve lived through blizzards, sub-zero temperatures, hurricanes, tornados, floods, and earthquakes. What can a little desert wind and rain do?
My late summer garden area is complete and ready for my new dirt babies. Last week, I purchased two small tomato plants just for this occasion.
I trowel the soil, relishing the spirituous scent of the wet earth. I tamp the soil around the plant’s roots, securing them in their spacious new home.
Next, I sow the seeds from my favorite vegetables – cucumber and zucchini by poking them deep into the fertile soil.
I pause and savor the feel of the sun’s heat on my back as I water the newest additions to my garden family.
I pause near the Mesquite faery tree and give thanks to the land spirits for the bounty they will confer upon my table.
This desert expanse whose hot winds blow across the land with the breath of the mother goddess completes me. I turn and watch as ivory clouds spread like gauze across the beryl sky.
Monsoon season? What are they talking about?
howling demons from hades
tear through the desert
unleashing the mother’s wrath
on the wilderness below
© 2019 Colleen M. Chesebro
No tomatoes or vegetables were harmed during this storm! My glass topped table however, is a now a thing of the past!