An Atmospheric River

It's never too soon on days like today      
to energize all of the party lights      
and watch the lingering leaves blow away      
in vortical El Nino flights...     
where, in with the fresh air and rain,      
spins new activity of thought      
unwinding that twist in my brain      
which the Halloween candy had brought.      
     
So now I watch the clouds come and go,      
like kisses supplying anew,      
the reasons for the future to grow      
even when skies are no longer blue...    
but tinged here and there with an evening pink,      
and a millibar flux on the brink.