Sun extinguished, inner light shines forth
Keep the gloom at bay
Wind swept fields
Bracing for the rain
The black shapes
Blanketing the sky
Lightning strikes
Turn a blind eye
A memory saved
Of summer storms
No longer afraid
Tag Archives: Wind
Invisible Threat
A terror gale sweeps the land
It’s time to hunker down
Don’t fly away
Make an anchor of yourself
Wind felling trees
There’s no escape
Just try to plant your feet
Precursor
The storm carried on, thoughtless
Product of cause and effect
Bearing down on sense of security
Weathering confidence
Things oft change in a hurry
Will we plunge into night?
Will we huddle up, warm under flickering lights?
Blighted trees, twisting in the wind
Know this
Your first taste of spring
Brace and Bear Witness
Heart beats, marking the lie
Hands tremble
Body shaking
Devastation soon to follow
Wind speaks, screams and cries
We attempt to deny
Shrug it off
Hope that it’s enough
Heart beats
Timbers tremble
House shakes
Nagging worries
Prepare for the worst
Witness ancient fury flay the surface of the Earth
Middle Weather
The cold rain falls
Wind whips it helter skelter
Change of seasons upon us
Still caught in the grips of winter
March comes hither
In like a lion
Roaring, clawing at windows
Best take shelter
Then, out like a lamb
Strange days on a northern strand
Wind Wail
Sun sets, giving rise to the wind
Scouring the earth
Leaves little but oblivion
Destruction in its’ wake
Another night, feeling nearby timbers quake
Awake
Suspended by thin nerves
Cataclysm
Wailing through the woods
Shuddering Gale
Buffeted
Awning bucks in the wind
Tree trunks tremble
Torn limb from limb
Lights flicker
Early warning in effect
Windows shudder as I’m taking two steps back
Violent forces knocking at the door
Deadbolt and bar
Weathering the storm
Northern Whispers
Howling in the garden
Howling in the trees
Gaps in the door
The windows scream
Through weathered seams
Cracks begin to whisper
Creaks in the frame
Straining old timbers
Winter bearing down
First comes the fell wind
A cold and hollow sound
The Wind
Still sky, wrath suspended
The calm before the storm
Something unstoppable
Clouds taking form
Funneling to Earth
Stemming massive flows
Progression so deadly
In circles, they do go
Those who meet them, perish
Those who see them, hide
Never will they say again, “It’s just the wind, dear child”
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