i danced
a waterbuck-watched-over
coming of a wild storm
last night
a trio of us
trussed
under a great-big, breaking extravaganza
a poltergeist
that swept the chairs
right across my patio
and dropped a leadwood branchlet
that struck me on the cheek
hurt i retreated
while they
(two grey ghosts)
stayed this storm
a pair of waterbuck
watched over by me
8–10 December, 2023, was the stormiest weekend. The waterbuck stayed steady (as they do), while I danced and fussed and constantly checked on them.
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