day 7. tremble/Our Lost Jungle

                      Irony

 

Wait. Could that be a tremble I felt?

I braced myself, was ready to bolt
but, no one else seemed concerned. I say
nothing or they will think I’m a dolt.
This mountain girl is white as a sheet.
She likes solid earth beneath her feet.

I hear they’ll be testing underground

in Amchitka tomorrow early.
They tease of ocean front property
in Arizona - makes me surly.
Those California folks are blasé
I’m beginning to think they’re crasé.

I don’t relax until I’m back home

in West Virginia, safe and secure
Wait. Could that be a tremble I felt?
Maybe, maybe not, I am not sure.
Then the couch started to dance – earthquake!
In Princeton? What? Oh, for goodness sakes.