hurricane

The Hurricane and Florida


The green valley near the blue lake 
It sounds like a color combination by a happy incident
it was the weather of the day that made nature
impossible romantic
near the lake where Pink Salmond swam and
silver trout vake, in a cave, the Huldra lived
She was beautiful, but not by a human standard
her pussy hair was so long it covered her body 
like a hairy curly suit
Could she sing, not half?
snow on mountain tops melted, and bears woke up
from winter rest, blueberry blued in April
I sensed attraction to her splendor but did not see
she had a tail, my ardor cooled
as the old tale tells, humans and trolls do not 
mix, life is best lived along racial lines 
I had to reject her, but by doing so, she released
a flood of tears that released a surge that was sensed
all the way to Florida