John Curl




Rainbow Weather

Dueling with the devil
In the eye of the hurricane,
Venus in retrograde
Aries rising,
dark spots cover the sun,
predators without shame,
nothing true under their darkness,
nothing new under their guns.
nothing to eat but 
dogsbane and wolfsbane,
nothing to cast but blame,
nothing can change without 
struggle and pain,
but nothing can stay the same.

But those murmurs in the gales
gusting all around us
sing of something
just beyond the storm:
rainbow weather’s rolling in,
I can smell it, I swear it,
rainbow weather’s rolling in like dawn.

Armies marching through the night, 
monumental crimes and blunders,
scorched cliffs all around us, 
centuries of rape and plunder,
bats flocking together
centipedes abusing power
jackals sniffing every crack
for lovers in a secret bower.

But those murmurs in the gales
gusting all around us
sing of something
just beyond the storm:
rainbow weather’s rolling in,
I can smell it, I swear it,
rainbow weather’s rolling in like dawn.