Double your pleasure
Double your fun
With Laura and Marco
On the run

Two selfish lovers
On a course of destruction
Altering weather history
In a tempting seduction

Weather paths meaningless
With that much force
What chance the Gulf States
From the coming intercourse

So to Mexico, Mississippi, Alabama
Texas, Louisiana, and Florida too
Inhale and hold your breath
We’re news for the world view

Just makes me wonder
Why there is so much fuss
About politics and face masks
When all is superfluous

Wishing us all strength
As we step into warrior mode
Recognizing space and time
As the ultimate crossroad

Safety to us all…

© 2020 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Laura & Marco


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Ah, so wanted to play
Right next door’s the swamp
Don’t have to walk far
Flooded this week
Put on rubber boots
Satellite picture guiding me
But tripped over some roots
Looking for the crossroads
Pictured on GPS
Swamps tend to change
When it storms in excess
My mind screamed “Anomaly!”
Because it wasn’t a perfect X
Still, I heard guitar playing
Saw Robert Johnson on his knees
Two realms touched
Causing a liminality
Yet half-heartedly
I cried, “What the hell?
My soul to sell?
No, no way!”
And I looked around
Get me out of here
Snake City
Don’t want a gator committee
On my way
Wish me home
In pre-dawn dark
Heard Papa Legba laugh
Closed my eyes
Willed me safe
Woke up in bed
Grabbed my guitar and played
Sounded like dead lead
But that’s ok
It’s fun
Turns the rain into sun
I’m done
I think, while I strum…

(c) 2018 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGES: Santee swamp over my fence/Me on edge of swamp

YouTube video Robert Johnson, Crossroads

cs & swamp perch sm pix