Wind is a season in New Mexico
Our March Monster
roaring
wailing
growling
moaning
We cower behind bolted doors
windows shuttered
praying the
scratching
scrabbling will fade away before
we lose our ever-loving minds
Cats hate it
ears flat, eyes frantic
let us in - let us in - let us in
Chickens hate it
flock rattled, feathers ruffled
lids mere slits against the grit
Humans hate it
social gatherings scatter before
sustained winds of 20-30 mph
Wind makes us Antsy
Wind makes us Anxious
Wind makes us Insulting
“Why is it so windy in New Mexico?”
I don’t know, why?
“Because Arizona Blows and Texas Sucks!” Hardy Har Har Har
Yet we remain,
wind, reasonable penitence
for
sun all winter long,
going barefoot in October,
not owning a snow shovel,
Christmas Day hot spring soaks
Yes,
it all evens out, we are lucky to live here. But it isn't polite to mention that ------- in March.
