The earth had only slightly stirred there
Leaving citizens disposed to light banter
By wisecrack twitters of petite blue birds
On the windowsills of frivolous jokesters.
The visiting hurricane is a delicate thing,
A soft sister of earlier, who turned tough
In her underpants, blowing it really hard
On their lives in smug suburban houses.
This one is soft-spoken, unlike prior sister,
Only gently touching their lives and roofs
And ever so soft on weekend getaway cars.
Nature is not twitter stuff over fat pizzas
By sedentary geeks behind smog screens.
Mocking nature may be a happy pastime
But remember there can be worse sisters
That may not blow as softly in our faces.