Teresa’s Forcast

I was inspired to post today’s poem by the prompt at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-fourteen-2/ . I wrote this several years ago after a conversation with my cleaning lady. To hear me read it, click on the Dropbox link below the poem.

 

TERESA’S FORCAST

 

“It’s going to be hot forever,”

she says on a sweltering July day.

“seventy-six degrees in San Diego,

a hundred and six here. Maybe by Thanksgiving,

you’ll be able to cook your turkey indoors,

but the climate’s getting warmer.”

 

“Not in Wyoming–She’s full of it,” I tell myself.

“Take what she says with a grain of salt.”

 

As she leaves, she says,

“It’s a hundred degrees. Don’t go out.”

 

“You probably shouldn’t be out, either,” I say.

“Why don’t you stay?”

She snickers–the kitchen door slams.

 

https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/15213189/teresa%27s%20forcast.mp3

 

Abbie Johnson Taylor, Author

 

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