The day’s first warning
blares its tornado coming
an hour due southwest*!
*(sometimes warnings are just that – warnings. I mind not the miss, nor the awful buzzing tone. Do get a weather radio with warning alert – several and at least one portable – and turn on the alert. Too few of us read – or write – for me to lose any. Thus endeth the commercial (sermon). There will be no collection! For my friend Marine poet with few peers and haikuest wonderfullest bruce clay jewett…some of the damn thing can be tuned to earthquakes, too!)