Thinking About the Akawa Butte Fire

Thinking About the Akawa Butte Fire

The rain here is tentative 
as desire, little taps 
on the pergola roof. 

It’s plenty hot after sundown,
but relief is a notion
drifting in from the west. 

On Akawa Butte the fire grew
several hundred acres today,
jumped the Wilt Road. 

A pyrocumulus cloud formed 
of its own mysterious accord.

The Incident Commander is
 bullish:  “We’ve been handed a gift.”

The fire crews are bearing down
as best they can. We send prayers
for rain and staunch wills, of thanks. 

I ponder how to mail 
a chilled watermelon to the front.