#19 NaPoWriMo

Today's prompt:  lightbulb moments, eclat, epiphany, aha moments

This one is borne of the moment.  Very much so.


Dutifully I sit
to write my poem, when
the lurch,
the tremor,
the rattle,
the waiting…waiting
to see if it becomes something more.
In a frenzy of googling
the guru’s version of
postshake websanity,
I am struck
in fear and shame that
we still haven’t bought
the planned case of
water and Dinty Moore beef stew,
and when the freeway falls
and the houses split,
we will be woefully unprepared
--still--
and I am moved to make
public confession of my
sin of omission,
to my chagrin,
I a twenty-plus-year resident
of this shaky locale.

*The guru is CalTech’s Earthquake Center.