For a Feeling

hoping for the worst
planning for the best
seems so frequent here in the west
fires burn and floods flow
Loved ones are lost
and federal's the cost
to trump thump
or to dipple trickle
a sonic symphony
knows when to play
as the sun sets
maybe Mother will me too let
break from the brush
shove past me n’ push
and what’s been here before
informs me some more
will I Love again
sounds so silly indeed
were it not for a feeling
were it not for a feeling
were it not for a feeling…