across the Atlantic seaboard
this last September 2026 week-end
while myself and the missus
(birds of a feather),
hunkered down under Milk Wood
while Dylan Thomas
penned the renown words
regarding poem of same name,
sometimes referred to Under Milkweed
\"Milkweed\" simply a common
mishearing or malapropism
where the golden rods are yellow
(from the poem \"September\"
written by American poet
and writer Helen Hunt Jackson)
daubed with a sheen
of an utter Martinesque
moniker of underground
electronic music artist
wondering if the first hoorah
hints of old man winter
making an early debut this year
two thousand and twenty six Orbitz,
\"after the common era\"
(the period from year one onward) CE,
which stands for Common Era
said concept and phrasing
behind the \"Common Era\"
originated with the German
astronomer and mathematician
Johannes Kepler,
who used the Latin phrase
annus aerae nostrae vulgaris
(\"year of our common era\") in 1615
and, another traditional equivalent
that covers the exact same timeline
(though with explicit Christian origins)
abbreviated with the letters AD,
which stands for Anno Domini
(\"in the year of our Lord\").
Sturm und Drang
a German phrase
that literally translates
to \"storm and stress\"
or \"storm and urge\",
commonly used today
to mean turmoil, chaos,
or intense emotional upheaval
ala meteorological phenomena
that shoe did sock the eastern coast
of the United States.
Where Nor\'easter on September 26th
hardest along the coastal areas
of New Jersey, Connecticut,
and New York
(particularly Long Island
and parts of New York City)
reminiscent and rivaling
Superstorm Sandy
struck the Caribbean
and the eastern United States
in late October 2012,
causing nearly $70 billion in damages
and becoming one
of the most destructive storms
in United States history.
While I snug as a bug in a rug
sipping his mug
of lukewarm peppermint coffee
sweetened with
Norwegian bachelor\'s favorite
Lakanto Monkfruit granules
with Erythritol - golden
raw cane sugar replacement
here at Highland Manor Apartments
the howling winds
mimicking screaming banshees.
Alexa Echo (gifted to us
courtesy Bill Thurman, -
whose smart Tuxedo cat
named Corbin Andrew)
shuffles ambient music
in the background
delivers a balm to mine psyche,
a bit rattled after experiencing
bank fraud this past week
forcing me to relive
nightmare scenario
when hackers went to town
(and called it Macaroni)
looting and pillaging,
albeit digitally/electronically
with remote likelihood
he, she, they, them
all four of my
Citizens Bank checking accounts
identified as the culprits,
but methought to contact
the Lower Providence police department
to scrutinize transaction logs
kept by banking institution
showing the date, time, duration,
cryptic alphanumeric characters
involved in calls
and text messages, where applicable
trying their \"damnedest\" to decode
mysterious hooligans tell tale
itty bitty teensy weensy
Capital One electronic fingerprints,
and/or other signature
binary trademark cents and sensibilities.
to bring deliver pyrrhic victory to me,
a penniless, dime a dozen, dirt poor
dozen times five plus seven year old
poor excuse for a poet laureate wannabe
but who will accept
posthumous fame and fortune
in order to support her financially
as she learns to live off the hardy laurels
of yearly stipend garnered courtesy
being the sole survivor
perhaps she will live as a foreigner
in Greenland, the world\'s largest island,
located between the
Arctic and Atlantic oceans,
and functions
as an autonomous territory
of the Kingdom of Denmark.