Each month, write a new collection.
Reunionit was my 30thHigh School reunionin La Vernewe were meetingat the newcommunity centernorth of theHigh SchoolI could see thefoothills aboveLa Verne when thereunion startedit was stillsummer so therewas a firein the hillsabove Cucamongawhen we leftat midnightwe were surprisedto see the firein the foothillsabove La Vernethe burnt smellwas strongI drove backto La Vernefrom Long Beachthe next daywe were goingto have a picnicat Kuns Parkwhen I gotout of the carthere was ashall over the parkI could stillsmell the smokethere was a signsaying that theyhad moved to apizza parlorthe ash remindedme of the volcanoash we had inBeaverton in ‘80when Mount St. Helensblew her stack
If I'd listened ahead I might have put this one on the 13th. It's funny, It should be easy for me to write the fire and water poems, but I've already written about both since I am fascinated with them. A few of these were rewrites, but I like to rewrite a poem, often starting completely from scratch.