565 - Portent

like the Roman or Norse - I went scanning
for portents under lowering cloud
on strange shining ground before it began
to rain. the mind’s rivers burst and were fouled

in their own currents - so that phantoms walked
unguarded in our time - barking rage
and alarm. one waited for me and talked
with concern - unaware it was a stage

we had watched - that event we had shared -
yet he had only seen part. these flash floods
suddenly go after they have run near
and bystanders prove them not a dud

but an outbreak they too have witnessed
abroad - tuned to the same weird wireless.

Woodford Halse
22 August 2021