… I finally finished the poem that I starting writing right around college graduation in May 2003. I hope it makes sense to you. Some people have gotten confused by it. Hint: there are 3 characters in it, not 2.
THE CALL
When the sky burst like a balloon, the rain soaked the hikers
for ten wild minutes that shivered like forever.
It was like a gift, he said, or like a holy baptism.
Or it was like a scene in a story you would write.
And when the call was dropped, she phoned to tell me,
who pictured this boy or that on a cell phone in the mountains,
smelling clean like Appalachian rain and wanting me to know.
JACKIE LEA SOMMERS 
I’m glad you finished it and posted it on here. 🙂 It reads wonderfully and I enjoyed reading it very much.
Thank you, Rigel! That is so sweet of you!
Explain it to me please. I do see the 3 characters!!
It’s about a boy getting caught in a mountain storm, calling a girl to tell her about it. Then that girl tells ME, and I get jealous. 🙂
i love how “un poetry like” mom and i are!!! 🙂 I needed the explainaton too mom! 🙂
Pingback: She’s always writing. | lightsallaround