SnoCal

California Snow Story

winter peeling in waves
of gunmetal curl and crash

grey palms ashore,
anchored yet waving
slowly,

back

and

forth

side

to

side

a pliant semaphore
an unlit flare

a langorous s.o.s.

a monition for an inland empire
of a stranger-in-a-strange-land's
advent

the first flakes,
carried by the spray and break

of a not so pacific ocean,
mooring to sand