Two Poems by Carl Palmer

Weather Forecast

Looking like a usual foggy summer morning

of our Puget South town just south of Seattle,

normally burning off to sunshine before noon,

but this is smoke from the fires in California.

Air quality level shows us worst in the world,

no protection provided by corona virus masks

as we pray for a rain to wash them both away.

Normalcy in Chaos

hearing her harping

on all that’s changed

since the virus struck

makes me appreciate

that she hasn’t

Carl “Papa” Palmer of Old Mill Road in Ridgeway, Virginia, lives in University Place, Washington. He is retired from the military and Federal Aviation Administration (FAA) enjoying life as “Papa” to his grand descendants and being a Franciscan Hospice volunteer. Carl is a Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net and Micro Award nominee.   

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