rain swept in from the north
it left nothing untouched
fronds losing their composure
cutting in the wind
slicing coconuts
in a storm that surprises
even the path it takes
until bottoming out
in the coral shallows
both sides
of ocean highway
taking a breath
sighing
waiting
for another pass
--- e b bortz
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